150 word drabble: Statues and Time

Written for avatar_500 prompt #26, Glow.

Summary: After the war, the worrying and the guilt somehow doesn't go away.
Warnings: War crimes, genocide, and imagined violence

Statues and Time.

Yinbi walks among the broken statues.  It’s cold.  She rubs her hands together and blows on them.  There are people there, with the statues, her husband, her daughters, the Mechanist and his village.  There are people there, but Yinbi is looking at the statues.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she thinks she can see burning piles of bodies and trash between them.  She thinks she can hear screams on the wind.

She smiles when the Mechanist’s son waves her over, and ladles noodles into her bowl.  They’re clustered in groups among the statues, two of her daughters on the edge of the fountain, another one sitting on the shoulders of a stone monk.  Yinbi takes the bowl, shaking her head.

She sits next to the empty firepit and doesn’t pick up the spark rocks or light a fire.  It feels like she and the world aren’t connected anymore.