Don’t stop for breath (Friday Fictioneers)
I’d tried not to think about it. Everything that I’d left behind. Everything that I’d lost. I stared out at the choppy sea, the spray in my face, the coast in the distance growing smaller as I watched – unable to turn away—needing to see every second and knowing that once it was gone how I’d wish desperately for one more glimpse, one more memory. They’d found me. I had nothing left. I’d picked this simple planet in the hopes the lack of sophistication would hide my presence. But apparently the bounty was still live. I would never be free.
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Word count: 100
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A great story that can run and run. An alien being chased by bounty hunters who are just one step behind. Will they ever catch up?
Oh yes, my poor little alien, always running!
Nice snippet – could have come straight out of one of your books 😉
Thank you! 🥰
My alien certainly is a great character.
We’ve all been there. Well, not being chased on an alien planet of course. But looking back for the last time. You summoned that emotion well
Thank you! Yes I was going for that moment of looking back. That emotion you feel when a big decision is made, fearing the loss of the past. That moment when you have lost everything and just wish you had that time back again.
Was it the tax chappies? 😉The desperation that drives her/him comes through loud and clear. Great writing as always, Laurie. Enjoyed “The Butterfly Stone” very much, by the way!
pax,
dora
Thank you hahaha love that idea, running from the Taxman
And oh, thank you!! 🥰 I’m so glad you enjoyed The Butterfly Stone ❤
You’re welcome. :>)
The desperation of the hunted comes through loud and clear. This wants a larger story. Great writing.
Thank you so much!
Dear Laurie,
Intriguing snippet. As I read the comments I see this is an alien. Piques my interest as to why and from whom this being is running.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you!
100 words is such a short space to get every idea in haha
I think perhaps, it doesnt matter why she is running. Eventually with bounty hunters it’s the catch that’s important not what the prey did to deserve the hunting. Perhaps she did nothing much at all…
Thanks for reading!
An alien who can pause to appreciated the ocean spray in their face is an alien I want to cheer for. To me these 100 words read like the intro to a weekly anthology series.
Thank you! I’ll take that haha
😊
Always on the run must be so hard. Great story.
Thank you!
It must have been some crime for the bounty hunters to never let up! (Or a nice hefty reward amount…)
Or perhaps they hold a secret that can’t get out? The reward money is indeed hefty! 😊
Hmmm… that is another aspect, too!
You can run, but you cannot hide, So sad, to never be free, Such a crime, Nicely done, Laurie.
Thanks Bill!
What an intriguing story. I hope they make it out after all.
Thank you!