They looked upon the land which had once been fertile and full of hope. It was possible to hear the empty echoes of children laughing and see the ghosts still moving in a mockery of life. There was an unnatural silence to the land; it was a silence that had been created by the hand of man. The ruins smoldered with ash and life had been snuffed out. They could feel the weight of a thousand on their shoulders, gradually suffocating them. These lives would haunt them till the end itself. All they could think was…
What have I done?
Word Count: 100
Author’s Note: This prompt was inspired by the snippet of a talk by Dr. J. Robert Oppenheimer, a brilliant physicist and the father of the Atomic Bomb.