The corpse of another day lay spread across the horizon. A jet stream cut through gossamer clouds stained with its blood. If only those old men who made the decisions were teachable, she would bring them out here and show them this. Then any fool could see what they were putting more at risk every day. This beautiful, rare world. These unique sunsets. She bent to retrieve yet another piece of plastic—this time a brightly colored molded toy. They were playing with the world, and it was a tough game, she thought, as she tossed it into her collection bag.
The prompt words today are jet, corpse, gossamer and teachable. Here are the links: