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| Twice upon a time. The music sounded vaguely familiar. Live long enough, travel far enough ... everything sounds familiar. I was trying to write the log for the day. The page was blank, the screen in front of me blank, my mind was spinning. Where to begin ... The teal planet still did its thing, slowly roating, silent. The bones were dated: ancient. The bald spot: barren for 'centuries'. The Teal whatever ... living ... spreading ... albeit in no rush ... seemingly aware. Once upon a time ... it was as if a time traveler were whispering in my good ear. Once in a lonely place ... as if a shape shifter bound in chains were dancing in front of my eyes ... Could it be? I looked down at my scribbles. A familiar face looked back at me. It seemed to say, "We left for the Stars." I knew who the bones were related to. Still didn't have a clue what the Teal knew, except it wasn't going anywhere, couldn't. Didn't know why the relatives of the bones had left knowing full well they could always visit again ... as it once was. "Twice upon a time" stuck in my mind. But now it was time for us to leave. We returned Teal to the surface. Put it back among its brethren. Watch the planet's surface return to 'normal' as we left. For:
Today’s prompt comes from lezismore-moreislez  . The planet is a very short story "100 words in a story processor "  . Go read it. The prompt is “Twice upon a time?” I exclaimed. 2.473 |
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