PHOTO PROMPT © Randy Mazie

The plants couldn’t read the scrawled graffiti warning not to trespass.  They would have ignored it even if they had been literate. 

Years of human destruction was going to be remedied.  The weeds grew eagerly, forcing their roots under the walls undermining the foundations.  Ivy followed insinuating its fronds into every tiny crevice then swelling to force the cracks wider.  These walls would crumble.  It would take a while, but nature would repossess the land.

The rambling rose raced up the walls, bursting open its splendid blooms as a triumphant celebration of the environment returning to its natural state.

Word Count: 99

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.

32 thoughts on “Reclamation

  1. pennygadd51 says:

    I love to see how quickly nature starts to reclaim the land from us. You’ve written a good story – I particularly liked the rambling rose celebrating triumphantly; that little touch raises the level of your story.

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  2. Nobbinmaug says:

    Nature will never be defeated. Mother Nature flexes her muscles to remind us of her dominance often with everything from hurricanes to the weeds in my yards that will not relinquish control despite my attempts to forcefully remove them and my defeated begging for them to grow somewhere else.

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