What More?

Charles stared at the steel, all that was left of the dancing grid. The lives were lost. The spark of their souls would never flicker with the joy they barely contained that morning.

‘It’s a fitting monument, don’t you think?’ One of the bystanders said. ‘They were the best.’

‘See what it got them.’ Bitter sarcasm caused the words to cut into Charles’ soul. ‘They should’ve protected them.’

‘What more could they do? It was a failure in a rubber gasket. One that had been checked thrice before the show.’ Another spoke up with authority in his voice.

wc: 98

Author’s note: Off the cuff this week. I’m prepping for Nano… who knows why? This may morph into something for “Where Honor Lies”, or not. Just a little brainstorm session this morning. Anyone else going to take the Nano plunge for November???

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here. This week’s photo has been graciously donated by: Douglas M. MacIlroy

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21 thoughts on “What More?”

    1. The opening of my first book I wrote in like 3rd grade started with a huge fatal stardance show. I’d just read a book titled “stardance”…author escapes me. I was in awe of the story and the concept of living in space. It was the birth of all the stories I wrote up until 2012. Then it just died as dead as mom was.

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    1. It does that, too. I knew Krista as a teacher. She was the best friend of my favorite Science teacher and so I had the opportunity to meet her. She was really a great lady! 🙂 ❤ 😦

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    1. Indeed. All it takes is one little leak in space to lose it all. Too bad they didn’t have self-sealing gaskets. Wish they did. I could use one on my car at the moment. I’ve got an oil leak that is getting to the point of needing attention… have to wait two more weeks for that repair, though.

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      1. I end up getting a new keyboard every year… I get so carried away that I nuke them. One year, it literally caught fire. Also, when I get to typing furiously, I revert to hitting the keys like I would the cast iron typewriter I learned on. LOL! Looking forward to the journey!

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