August Flash Fiction: Day 12
Happy Saturday! Most of the time when I post a picture on here I have no story in mind, I feel just as blind as anyone seeing the picture for the first time that day when they sit down to write. But a story for this pic popped into my head the moment I saw it, then it became a matter of waiting until the assigned day to write it!
Each day a new post with a picture (with a CC0 license), word count limit, and occasional additional twist will be published at 7:00 am EDT. You will then have until the next day's post to write your story.
You can then either keep it to yourself (a perfectly valid way to participate!) or you can share your story itself in the comments, or share a link in the comments where we can read your story (blog, Instagram etc.)
My daily story will be added to the post under the picture within the same deadline.
Aug. 12 Word Limit: 100
Aug. 12 Image Prompt:
Transcript of Log 213
“Crikey, that was another close call. Some of these missions certainly seem more fraught with danger than others. Rustling sound “Those Alarians burned a hole in my jacket. Better the tweed than me! All in the name of duty. Let the record show my eternal willingness to bend my body and mind for sake of the greater good, that…"
“At my new assignment already? Onward to change yet another world for the better, to bring…”
Creaking sound and thud.
“...peace to...hang on a tick…”
“I appear to be a cat for this mission.”