Photo by Roman Logov
When the future arrived we gathered in the city centre to plan the next fifty years.
The present future was looking bright for us. The seasons had been favourable to cropping and the babies were now growing stronger after years of uncertainty.
We decided the buildings in good order we’d use to create learning centres as the past held lots of lessons we could all benefit from.
There were fears the tower would fall soon if the tremors continued. We were urged to stay away from the tower.
We liked the notion of a future, it gave us all hope.
Written for: https://bikurgurl.com/2018/01/17/100-word-wednesday-week-54/
Morpethroad 
this piece has an intriguing innocence
Thanks Dan.
Isn’t it interesting how the future gives us hope, but then it becomes present and a grind and then the past and regret…?
Its not always regret, there are things worth remembering and treasuring, so long as we learn lessons as we go along would be good, but we humans aren’t so good at that.
Good point. I just wanted to say that we should value the present and work on things now instead of dreamily looking into the future without further action.
Yes I agree
I love a good dystopian-like tale, Michael. This snippet has possibilities written all over it.
Thanks Lyn I think so too
A good futuristic tale. Reminds me of ‘Back to the future!’