Flash Fiction – 13th Ed.
All of this get-your-ass-out-of-the-Army business is keeping me quite occupied. It’s almost a full-time job at this point. I’ve tried to keep things manageable, though, and I’m seeing light at the end of the tunnel. Of course, being an honorary New Englander now, I’ll believe in that light when my retirement check hits my account.
I took a break to do a quick flash fiction. Of course, my Trek-soaked brain normally returns a Sci Fi interpretation of the photo prompt, and today is no exception. Hope you like it.
If you want to try your hand at this as well, go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple blog. Each week she posts a photo prompt and the usual guidelines. Those are, credit the photographer, tell a complete story, and stay under 100 words.
“Glenn, come quick,” urgency edged John’s voice.
“What now? You found another anachronistic relic in this dig? The professor told… holy shit,” Glenn’s secondhand chide stopped cold.
“Do you see it?” John asked.
“No, really. You do see it?”
“Yes, dammit,” Glenn frowned but stared at the object.
“It’s like finding a 747 next to tyrannosaur bones,” John said.
“Let’s get the Professor,” Glenn said.
“Forget it. This will vanish, just like the other stuff I found,” John said. “At least you saw it.”
Glenn met John’s eyes and glanced back down. The object was gone.
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