Prompts = Popcorn, Fire, Fleece
Story New = Getting Into The Spirit
Late August. Summer. Long days, hot nights, shorts, and iced lemonade.
Versus early September. Fall. Shorter days, cooler nights, long pants, and pumpkin spiced everything. Not really, but that’s the way it should feel.
Weird how much difference a day or two makes.
I decided to get into the spirit of September by watching a fire in a hearth on a video loop — it’s way too hot to have one going in my house. I made popcorn — microwaved — but imagined it was done over open flame. And I curled around my fleece blanket — it’s way too warm to even touch.
Story Old = Don’t Look Up
Photo by Sergiu Nista on Unsplash
A dark figure stood near a fire burning low in a rusty, battered oil drum, one of many burning in skid row. His fleece-lined suit kept him warm, despite the bitter cold.
“Hey mister, wanna drink?”
A ragged figure staggered up to him, swaying from drink and stinking of poor hygiene.
“No.”
The dark figure reached for a scented cloth.
“Well… want some fresh-popped popcorn?”
The dark figure looked sharply at this unfortunate human.
“You have the microfiche?”
“Nahhhhh… but your friend said to look up.”
Looking up, he spotted the sniper’s laser sight.
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