Below is my 100-word story for Friday Fictioneers. The prompt this week is the beautiful photograph below by ©Dawn Q Landau
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If time travel exists how come no one has ever comes back to tell us?
Unnoticed by those going about their business below, Charlie could see global warming had been devastating.
The great coastal cities were gone. No surprise there, he thought. What did surprise him was the ingenuity of the mountain people. They had carved stepped terraces into the hillside, reduced erosion with retaining walls and looked quite comfortable walking from one shallow pool to the next.
It reminded Charlie of the happiest time in his life, walking on the beach with his Grandma as the tide swirled round their ankles.
How could he return to 2016, knowing that by reporting on this future he would destroy it?