‘A lone statue stands on Duren hill overlooking the old battle plains of my era. A testament to the victories of science and the truth of the price we paid in blood. In our haste to conquer history we resurrected the dinosaurs, designed to obey and bred as pets. We invited our predators with open arms, and before long they outgrew our hold.’
The scene of mayhem we watched in history class today seem like forever ago but when my grandfather a Duren Veteran tells it I can smell torn flesh, feel the fear and see endless blood in the fields.
Inspired by Friday Fictioneers: 28th May 2015.
PHOTO PROMPT© Douglas M. MacIlroy