Memories fade, reputation lasts (Friday Fictioneers)
It’s been so long since I got back from my interplanetary travels, I hardly remember it. Every ten years I return to the storage shed to check on… well… my things I guess you could call them. It doesn’t help the memories, most of the time I’m not really sure what I’m looking at. They’re important. I know that. And that I can’t get rid of them.
“Hello Rennie.”
I don’t recognize the face. The gun he holds says he knows me.
“Where’s the belt?”
My weapon appears. I’m not as fast as I used to be.
They found me.
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Word count: 100
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I’m guessing the belt is in the cage somewhere, but he’s not hanging about to have a look for it before shooting!
Haha indeed. Shoot first ALWAYS
Somewhere in the pile I’m sure there’s an alien artefact that would save the narrator. If only they could remember what it is and how to use it
You’re spot on. It’s also what keeps getting him in trouble.
Deliciously intriguing story! Loved it.
Susan A Eames at
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Thank you!
Nothing like a little sci-fi mystery to show up in the mix this week 🙂 Enjoyed this very much.
Haha thanks! I do love to sprinkle it in.
Not so unlike most storage spaces: full of things we have forgotten and somehow managed to live without!
Oh well put! I do agree. I wish I knew what I’d forgotten over time.
Dear Laurie,
I’d say his interplanetary goose is cooked. Good one.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Oh indeed!
An intriguing tale with a perfect title. Nice one Laurie.
Here’s my tale!
P K Dick stories come to mind. The fugitive is caught by returning to his possessions, perhaps stolen items.
Aha! Thank you. I love that comparison.
There is a lot not said that the reader can fill in, which makes this a fun and intriguing story. I’m visualizing the look on the person’s face who finds him.
Thank you! I enjoyed writing this one.
You’re welcome 🙂
Some things remain a part of us without our understanding the what… his, unfortunately will end up being the death of him!
Yes, or perhaps a young hero will appear, ponytail flashing, alien weapon heal at the ready
😀
Sound a lot like he couldn’t even escape his past among the galaxies…
Exactly. Consequences abound