The Great Weathering

The Great Weathering did not begin with a storm. It began in a laboratory.

Years before the rivers failed, the scientists announced a breakthrough. They had engineered a living solution to problems that had not yet arrived: drought, famine, energy collapse. One organism, they claimed, would feed the hungry and fuel the future. It would grow where nothing else could. It would solve tomorrow before tomorrow came.

They called it preparation. Others called it playing God.

It did not wait for famine. It did not wait for fuel shortages. When released into the wild, it spread with a hunger its makers had not accounted for. It drank water. It consumed soil structure and unraveled the root networks that had held the ground together for generations.

What it left behind was not ash. It was emptiness.

Rivers thinned to sand. Inland seas hardened into salt crust. Fertile valleys turned brittle. Crops failed not because the sky withheld rain, but because the ground could no longer hold what fell.

Ordinary families paid first. Farmers who had never set foot in a laboratory watched fields collapse beneath their hands. Timber crews who had worked forests for generations found growth overtaking growth, choking what once sustained them. Miners descended into shafts where aquifers had flowed for centuries and found only dust.

They had not engineered it or authorized it. But it buried their world just the same.

As the land failed, communities scattered. Trade routes dissolved. Knowledge fractured along with trust. Some followed anyone who claimed to understand what had happened.

The scientists called it a miscalculation. Most called it arrogance.

The truth hardened with the soil.

The Great Weathering marks Year Zero in the recorded memory of Halidom. The moment the old world fractured.

And not every consequence of that era has finished unfolding.