From the Author: “Heyo, everyone! I’ve made it to Australia. How long I stay down here depends on a variety of factors. You may see an increase in my writing, or you may not. It depends. But, a new location leads to a new sensation and new developments. So here’s the latest micro-fiction for people!”
copyright Jean L. Hays
Cars
by Miles H. Rost
The steel monstrosities were planted in a circle.
The small ragtag group of wanderers knew that they needed to watch the openings between the cars. They didn’t know what would come in.
“Alright, we’re protected from the beasts. What do we do now?” a teenage girl wanderer asked.
“We have a fire, we’re stuck here for the night,” one of the old wanderers replied, gruffly, “Someone should probably sing a song.”
All 17 of them looked at each other, trying to figure out who could sing. That is, until an 18th man cleared his throat.
“I know a song. Someone play the guitar.”
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I wonder if any of the 17 stuck around to play the guitar 😀 They’d have shot off through the openings.
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They will sing and dance amidst the ruins to pass the night. But who was this 18th person.
Likely the singer of the song. 🙂
What a great take on the prompt. And the video is perfect. I’d have joined that party, too.