Global warming Stories

The man sat quietly, on the edge of the Shield, his feet but a few meters above the water. His broad shoulders and masses of muscle still made him seem a tiny little thing, next to the awesome size of the dike, dwarfing in concrete splendor the whole city it was built to protect from the ever rising seas. On the horizon, he looked at the Concorde, darting away on the mirror sea. He had asked for the crane to help empty he...