Micro Monday - March 16, 2026

The Flood

Happy Monday, folks! Here’s a story to start your week.

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The Flood

The plague crept into the village in the midwinter dark. It kindled a bonfire in every chest. Warmed the weak and weary in its own fierce way.

The ground had already frozen when the first victims fell. We carried the dead into the hills, wagons steaming in a miasma of unspent fever. We sprinkled dirt over the snowbanks, said good Christian prayers to quiet the dead and comfort the living.

Then spring came. Rain cracked the frozen surface of the lake. Snow melted in rivers. Our dead came back to us, a bleak flood of everything we never buried.

Image: Burial of Dead in the Snow, by Auguste Andre Lancon

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