July Microfiction Challenge

 

Words: We Accept. Hero. When

When would these days get any better with the forceful strikes on the mainland and the starvation continued to take a toll on us in the ravaged city of darkness. The heat had sank in the smell of bad things lingered day to day as bellies swelled and the water rancid. We accepted our fate in spite of our brave nature as the forces of evil came together to make us look to be the wretched ones. Could there be a hero among us in all this strife that beat us down with only empty pots on our heads. And then from the skies came bundles of food that were foreign to us, but I couldn't remember the last time I'd had Reese's Pieces.