A thousand years ago, it was buried deep in the ground, high in the mountains. Each year the Spring rains washed away a little more of the soil. This year, 2020, it rested among the trees and moss, enjoying sunshine and warm breezes. Once it warmed to 98.6 degrees, the pod would awake and a new age for humankind would begin.
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Fandango is the host of Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. Fandango says:
Welcome to “Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge.” Each week I will be posting a photo I grab off the internet and challenge bloggers to write a flash fiction piece or poem inspired by the photo. There are no style or word limits.
The image [at the top] is from MarinaPriest at Morguefile.
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I guess the pod is a good thing.
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We’ll know after it happens…
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Cool premise. I enjoyed that
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Thanks Steve!
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Intriguing start to the story.
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Thanks :)
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You’re welcome 😉
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I think humankind is ready for a new age. Good tale, Li.
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I do also, Fandango.
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What will come out of the Pod? I guess that is the question.
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Exactly, Max :)
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