Gaia had been asleep for too long, the land turned bleak for want of her touch. The waters surrounding Earth were muddy with despair. It would take a thousand years to clear their memory of force. Yet, despite the heavy tread of man, deep within the crevices, hope began to bloom into life.
She could wait. Her cracked face nestled against the side of her ancestors watched in stillness. Her hollowed eyes recorded each step that passed and stored their imprints. Time was nothing more than an accumulation of weight, and below her she could feel the quickening of the land’s heartbeat. The reign of power was shifting, awakening the goddess back to life.
This was my contribution to Sue Vincent’s weekly #writephoto prompt. If you would like to participate, please click here.
The Light Behind the Story 
This a beautiful, Alethea. She can indeed wait.
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Thank you, Sue ❤
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I was just going to say what Sue said. Beautiful. (K)
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Thank you 🙂
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With humanity absent long enough, the biosphere could recover from almost anything.
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Yep, not sure if that’s a sad or encouraging truth 🙂
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Depends I suppose. Earth will survive us, but we might not survive ourselves.
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We do seem to be at that critical moment for the human race.
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