first campaigner challenge
Pushed into the crowded wedge I barely had time before the airlock closed. My ears popped as we rotated into the docking yard. Almost there. I thought, smiling.
The ship was huge but the hangar was bigger; a cavern of steal and chrome and spun diamond. Hundreds of other hopefuls were already rushing towards the access ramps and I ran with them -- forgetting to keep hold of my cloak.
There was a shout. An instant later a police tendril found me, wrapping about my waist and digging into my flesh.
'Illegal mutation,' the mechanical voice screeched above the sudden screams.
The robe that had hidden my scales fell from my face as I was lifted above the crowd. I could see the ship clearly now; sleek as a sparrow with a beak twice as sharp, pointed into space.
The tendril placed me back into the airlock, almost gently. The last thing I saw through the open hangar bay, was the broken moon beyond, falling slowly to earth.
Then the door swung shut.
About me.
The police have tendrils? YIKES! I promise to never do anything bad again.
ReplyDeleteI love the tendrils!
ReplyDeleteI was totally going to comment on the tendrils, too!
ReplyDeleteGreat job!
Very cool!
ReplyDeleteLiked the tension. Great job!
ReplyDeletePatricia T.
You had me at tendrils ... heck, you kept me with scales.
ReplyDeleteI really don't want to think about that moon though. That's one mother of a disturbance coming up. O_O Who the heck broke the moon anyhow?
Holy crap. You are in a league all your own. That was amazing.
ReplyDeleteThanks all! Had a bit of trouble keeping it to the 200 word limit, but 'twas fun too. Sometimes a rigid structure is just what my muse needs.
ReplyDeleteAlleged, i'm pretty sure the tendril cares less about your crimes and more about that secret tail of yours.
Patricia, is that the tension in the story or the tendril?
And sorry Aldrea, I have as much idea as you as to who broke the moon. Probably those damn mutants.
Lisa, your flattery will get you everywhere.
LOL! I was going to talk about the tendrils, too! I really liked this, particularly the image of the broken moon at the end,
ReplyDeleteJust goes to show, a sad story touches you no matter what species the protagonist is.
ReplyDeletescale, tendril and broken moon, interesting.
ReplyDeleteEvery Savage Can Reproduce
Lots of cool images. I loved it and want to read more. Great job!
ReplyDeleteNooooo, the MC got caught!! Awww... Lesson for today, kids? Always keep hold of your cloak! Also, the MC getting pushed by the crowd through the door reminds me of the subway, just how the crowd can sometimes push you on board or off! Lol...
ReplyDeleteHi! Illegal mutation--that scared me! Great job, especially loved the line about the broken moon.
ReplyDeleteSo if this is about an illegal mutation--are there legal ones? Love the little snippet of world you've created. And I agree with the masses--police tendrils are awesome.
ReplyDeleteI was surprised by the scales. I did not see that coming. Mine is #72
ReplyDeletevery cool concept... love the idea... nice writing too:)
ReplyDeleteThere was some crazy imagery for so little words! Bravo!
ReplyDeleteAwesome entry. Very scary!
ReplyDeleteI like how you foreshadowed the ending (of him not making it on) in your very first line :)
ReplyDeleteSad, sad story, but lovely nontheless. I like it a lot. If you want to check mine, it's #186.
ReplyDeleteThat was seriously amazing. And the last line where the broken moon was falling is great. Very well written.
ReplyDeleteVery creepy
ReplyDeleteFantastic. You crammed so much awesome into such a small space, and still I want more. You, my friend, are getting a like. *thumbs up*
ReplyDeleteThat's awesome! I love the feeling of this one - the panic, the hope. So good.
ReplyDeleteOoh, very evocative!
ReplyDeleteGah! Everyone else already commented on the police 'tendrils' but really, that was such a wonderful visual! You did a great job of packing a lot of description and emotion into only 200 words. Excellent job!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing this piece. I was intrigued by the mention of the police tendrils too, but also felt bad for the poor mutant who doesn't get to go on board the ship.
ReplyDeleteWelcome to the campaign! I'm in your MG/YA campaigner group, so I look forward to meeting again down the campaign trail.
I really enjoyed this! Especially the police tendrils! AWESOME. :-)
ReplyDeleteI'm a new follower from the campaign. Nice to meet you.
I enjoyed this a lot. I wish I could know more!
ReplyDeleteFellow Campaigner my story is #165
Your flash was certainly different. Scary concept, that police tendril.
ReplyDeleteI'm doing the slow clap for you. Awesome job! I loved it! Now I'm off to "like" it. :)
ReplyDeleteI am so liking this one great job!
ReplyDeleteOkay, you had me at, "In that moment the desperate thousands at my back surged forward." Setting a tone of needful desperation! Then you clutched my attention with "mutation" and "tendril" and "scales". Wonderfully crafted!
ReplyDeleteThanks for announcing my "prize" over at cfitewrite w/ my flash fiction. :))
What a brilliant story, you fitted a lot into so few words. So many great descriptions. Love it.
ReplyDeleteExcellent read, but a little sad too: You can really feel the hope he felt being ripped away from him.
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