It must be the sunny weather but I ‘won’ another flash prompt. Won is a bit of a misnomer since any one of the 27 stories could have won. But it is gratifying when something you write is independently chosen.
This was for Microbookends, run by David Borrowdale. This week the prompt, as usual was in two parts. The first and last words. DOUBLE and ACT. And a picture.
You have between 90 and 110 words to craft a story and this is what I came up with.
Kiss of Death
Double vision, nausea, bone snapping pain.
They stack us up, serried ranks of decrepit bodies, left to corrupt.
You see it in their eyes. Once we were unique, individual. Now, in the throes of death we are ubiquitous, homogenised by decay and depersonalised by disease.
If you didn’t know they had abandoned you before, the perfunctory response to any request screams the truth. Yet even knowing their disgust, you still crave the careless spray of their spittle to moisten parched lips.
The irony isn’t lost on any of us for it was the self-same sharing of fluids that brought us here. Death determined by such a simple act.
If you would like to give it a try please do. It really is great fun and very enlightening. I’ve learnt a lot.