Board Thread:Midian Play-by-Post/@comment-24302820-20140614213026

A small dirty-faced child sits alone on a broken bit of masonry. Shadows from the nearby tall buildings and narrow streets shroud the scene. The child seems to have been crying.

"Why is mommy coming home?" the small child quietly sobs.

"Don't you mean, 'when'? 'When is mommy coming home?'" a passerby consoles.

"No. 'Why.'  Why does mommy have to come home," the child defiantly responds. "I don't understand why she has to come back to us."

"But, why is that?" the passerby asks. "Don't you want your mother to come back home to you?"

"No! She's eating us!"  