He itched to clear the ground,
to look out and see nothing
He itched to clear the ground, to look out and see nothing but wide open spaces. He’d daydreamed about it many times. Yet the same awful scene reached his eyes when he looked out his back window.
It would take a bit of work. He would
need to pick up a few things since he didn’t have all the materials. Yet.
He glanced back into the kitchen
where his wife stood over the sink. She told him he couldn’t get rid of
anything, but he knew she hated the sprawling cityscape as much as he did. She’d
come around eventually.
Must be since it's nearing Halloween, but I went a little dark on this one. It's always fun to play around with these prompts. You never know where it will lead.