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[amiscellanyofdrabbles]

Take a Break

Take a Break

Her mind was racing as they walked toward a part of the dead zone that they had never been to before. The creature would stop and look at them as if to say hurry up but then hop ahead. There was something else that was bothering her. She should have been more scared but the more they followed the creature the more excited she became. Absently she itched at the back of her neck. An old wound had flared up recently and she reminded herself to ask the captain for time off when they got back. She needed a break.

[patchworkofthings]

An Awakening?

To Samuel Coleridge,

You were one of my favourite poets when I was at university. The way you made stories appear in your poems fascinated me and none more so than “Christobel”. There was something in your words that made me venture into a different way of thinking. Maybe you stoked the fire to my emerging feminist ideas - where I saw that women were more complex than I’d believed. Where I could be more than just a female student. Whatever it was I still find myself returning to your words whenever I need to be reminded of my true self.

[amiscellanyofdrabbles]

Changing

Changing

He wasn’t sure if he had done the right thing in following the creature but something had been nagging at him for the last few months. Things he had seen on their hunts...excursions into the dead zone. Things that shouldn’t be there. Then there was Izzy. He wasn’t even sure if she knew that she had changed. He’d noticed. The way that she could communicate with everyone  fluidly than before. The fact that she saw things that others didn’t. She’d come in contact with spores or something so she was no longer fully human. He wondered if she knew.

[amiscellanyofdrabbles]

Being Watched

Being Watched

Izzy carefully went round and let everyone know that they were pulling out. Conway was still whimpering but the ichor had been removed. He wouldn’t fight again but he’d survived. A medic had bandaged up the stub as best as he could and guided him toward the captain.

 The man in black wasn’t paying them any attention. Instead, he was talking to someone dressed in fatigues while gesturing back at the building. Izzy saw movement in one of the windows and was about to call out when a gun shot sounded and the creature fell from the window, landing hard.

[amiscellanyofdrabbles]

Night Has Come

Night Has Come

The creature would get just far enough ahead that they could barely make it out and wait until they got close enough before moving again.

Izzy was unsure if they were doing the right thing but the Captain had moved with a surety that she trusted.

They walked through the building and she thought they were going back to the same room they had recently left but the creature hopped onwards and out the back door.

Following through she realised that night had come much more quickly than she’d expected. She didn’t like being in the dead zone at night.

[amiscellanyofdrabbles]

Here’s the thing...

I want be a writer. The drabbles were a way for me to write more. And I want to write more. 

So, June was the last time that I will do a drabble every day as I am working on my own writing. I’m in the process of writing a novel which I want to put more energy into. 

Thank you for all the support and, if I become a published writer I will let you. Thanks again. 

[amiscellanyofdrabbles]

Something’s Not Right

Something’s Not Right

The Captain stepped to one side and guided Izzy toward the building they’d just jumped out of. The tension they’d felt before had gone and the man in black had so many armed soldiers that the initial fear had gone. He wasn’t sure that they were safe though.

“What is it, cap?” Izzy asked.

He saw that she hadn’t holstered her weapon like many of the others and that she was still scanning the area. He wondered if she’d noticed what he’d seen yet. “We’re no longer in control here and I think we need to get our team out.”

[amiscellanyofdrabbles]

The Quiet Before the Storm

The Quiet Before the Storm

For a moment nothing happened. Everyone had stopped. There was an eerie silence that settled.

For a moment, Izzy thought that her plan had failed. She steadied herself for the worst when a muffled explosion rippled through the creature. One of the tentacles disappeared in a burst of flame. Another fell, nearly taking out one of the guards.

The creature fell in, what seemed like, slow motion. A small cheer arose but Izzy looked over at the captain. Something was wrong. She could almost smell it in the air.

“Why do I get the feeling that there is something wrong?”