PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Two seal pups were enjoying basking in the sun. They swapped idle chatter; sometimes so idle sentences trailed off mid-meaning and they dozed. Gorged on their mothers’ milk they dreamed their bodies were expanding visibly; film of their growth speeded up by a benevolent projectionist.
Over the horizon came the advance of Civilization again!
Slipping and sliding in a frantic fracas of flippers, desperate for the sanctuary of the sea, they lumbered towards the water’s edge.
Seals are not quick over land. 18lbs wielded and swung by 230lbs smashed their heads; their lives froze in bloody trickles on the ice.

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.