Uprooted

It started with the elms. One morning, for whatever reason, they all uprooted themselves and began their march on the city, on every city. The lodge pole soon followed, along with the red woods, the cotton woods, all of them, deciduous and coniferous. Over three trillion trees marched and smashed and tossed and clubbed and with their mighty branches, tore down our city, reduced it to a crumble of glass, brick, and twisted metal. Where they found it, the trees reclaimed the wood. After they were finished demolishing our accomplishments, reminding us of our place in the universe, the returned to form their forests, free from the influence of earthers.

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