Prologue #1: The beginning

This marks the start of my series of prologues! I will write a prologue once in a while. They are free to take and if anyone wants to use them for a story, you are free to do so. This first one will be followed up with an actual story.

Another volcano. Another explosion. The planet Earth appeared to be committing suicide. In what was once a life-rich forest, flames now seared the life out of the poor remaining souls. Fire balls rained from the sky and scattered embers over the ground, scorching the trees to ashes to cinders to dust. Majestic sequoias slammed into the ground, tearing century-old roots out of the ground. The oceans were not spared either. On the ocean floor, countless volcanoes sprang up, hurling molten boulders carelessly through the atmosphere.

The sky blackened over, shutting out the life-giving sunshine. A colossal tidal wave, one hundred and twenty feet in height at least, swept over the little isle, dousing the fires but drenching the land. Vast new frozen lakes formed and greenery drooped in defeat at the world’s oncoming climate.

A mighty female dinosaur appeared over the crest of a snowdrift. With tender care that only a mother could give, she laid her eggs under a patch of miraculously unburnt, soaked ferns and covered them with whatever loose, unburned vegetation she found (which wasn’t much). Mother T. rex (surprised? I would have chosen giganotosaurus but giga didn’t live until the end of the Cretaceous) roared weakly to signal all other predators not to tamper with the eggs. There were, however, no predators left to steal the eggs. The frigid cold and blazing fire had ended the lives of almost all the great dinosaurs in a matter of months. Mother T. rex was the last female to lay her eggs into a world so different from the luxuriantly green planet she had been born into.

The eggs were quickly covered in falling snow and were frozen solid in only three minutes. Throughout the coming eons, they would remain precisely where there mother had laid them, suspended in their frozen state, locked deep inside a newly forming continent of ice. This is the story of what happened to them… sixty-five million years later.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: (specifically to Silver Falcon) sorry if I accidentally heaped up a little extra detail, I just couldn't help it. Besides, this is the edited version. The first one I wrote was WAY worse, especially at the beginning. anyway, hope you enjoyed this!