Drabble: "Divine Wind"

[bktheirregular]

To jolt the muses a little. 100 words, in a futuristic, half-dystopian canon of my own.

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"Slug's headed for New York."

"Figures. Can we hit it?"

"I'm locked on. Now eject."

"It'll jolt us. You might miss; and we're out of time."

"You're crazy, Sunfire."

"Yeah, but I'm also right. The Code, Jester."

"Understood. Lagrange, this is Sceptre Two-Eight, engaging. Our lives and sacred honor, for the Code."

"For the Code."

"Max power in two, one, eng-"

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The Grand Caliph declared "Jester" Chan and "Sunfire" McKeegan apostates, and sentenced their families and children to death.

Jester's line ended with her; Sunfire's baby boy survived for him.

The Caliph is forgotten; Jester and Sunfire are not.

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Thoughts?

Comments

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Interesting. Perhaps a little stilted. I'm assuming the slug is a kinetic energy weapon (i.e. a big honking rock). The tag is the best part.

Perri's kindly sending her weather to you.

Perri's Dad

Re: Comments

[bktheirregular]

I figured I'd end up with something that didn't quite ring right. 100 words is a really tough word limit to paint a detailed picture.

Ah, well. Isaac Asimov threw up a clanker now and again, and I'm no Asimov by a long long long long shot; I guess I was past due for a stinker.