the end of the century was looming. the inter solar community was gathering the neccessary equipment for the final jump of the colonizing ships, and all eyes were focused on exodisplays with live feeds from nearby sattellites.
the cement pillar rose out of the ground, displacing tons of desert sand. the tremendous column continued to rise as glyphs began to glow on the side of the monument, spreading the strange light for miles.
the small orange and blue kite fluttered in the wind
it was tossed and turned, flipped end over end
then, dashed to the ground
the small boy holding his mothers hand ran over to the wreckage, wailing his distress