It was the grasslands that made it; most of the forests had burned. For all their planning and preparation, no one expected that the Big One would have done most of their work for them. Some had dreamed it, prayed it. But when it finally hit, everyone realized that the land was in charge.
The initial deluge was bad enough, as the dams on the Columbia fell like dominoes. And no one even spoke of the ones the terrorists had got to first. But the aftershocks that set off the volcanoes one by one were enough to vanquish all hope of having it our way.
Some had begun to expect what was coming when the animals’ behavior had begun to change so dramatically. Ravens had darkened the skies over most of the cities. The prides of mountain lions had baffled the scientists while parents forbid their children to play outdoors. …
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