Professor Gidding strode purposefully towards the rendezvous spot. The thick fog made seeing difficult but the tire trail left by heavy dew made finding it easy. The professor carried an attache case with the detailed schematics to build a neutron death device that could annihilate a 5-mile square radius – or at least that’s what…
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Thursday Inspiration 33 — The day we lost our home
Prologue Home is one of those things that so many consider to be a basic necessity: a place to take your shoes and socks off at the end of the day and kick up your feet; a place to have a warm meal and a cool drink; a place to store essential items; a place…
#FF — Ashes Like Snow
PHOTO PROMPT © Fatima Fakier Deria The BOOM pulled us out into the night. At first they said it was a fire, but the colors looked all wrong. It felt like a holiday, and the children chased each other in the dewy grass as we watched the glow reach heaven. The ashes fell on us…
What do you see? #6 — First Sighting
image by: JOHN TOWNER @unsplash Log of events as captured by implant recorder’s stream of consciousness by subject #A463992 on July 31, 2070AD: July 31st is the day it was broadcast across planet Earth that the extraterrestrial invasion was imminent. I was on my bicycle on a favorite country road, riding the snaking road through…
#FFFC — A Warrior and a Gentleman
One of the perks of being in the Samurai cavalry was when not out serving their Shoguns, they could visit the pleasure bathhouses and partake of hot water and being scrubbed with crystalized lotus blossoms before making a choice of a lady for the evening. Most of the soldiers were not interested in small talk,…
What do you see? # 5 — Evening Snack
Island perspective, by Chloe Smith Mindy had been lost in the enchanted forest for hours. Footpaths seemed to go in circles. On the edge of her hearing was what almost sounded like laughter. As the sun reached its zenith then began its western descent, a gnawing hunger tore at Mindy’s gut. She needed to rest…
#MM Saturday Mix — Forevermore
image link It was the twelfth of January, the day of each month that I went to visit him. There was no obligation on my part to do so and a million reasons why not. Month after month, year after year, I made the two-hour sojourn. Brewing enough coffee to fill my large traveler’s cup…
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