MistOnTheWater

As the small bird glided past my head, rabbits played cheerfully in the dappled sunlight around the enormous pine, whose needles scattered the forest floor like a carpet. Young deer grazed with their mothers nearby. This was the peace and beauty of the forest. Suddenly, smoke and yellow monsters with snapping jaws, rampaged through the bushes. Animals fled in fear; their feet barely touching the ground. The two-legged beings tore down the old pine, it screamed as it toppled mercilessly to the cold, harsh ground. Nothing remained as it was; there were no trees and no animals. Now grey columns spiral high into the smoke filled sky, and the tw