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Mother of All, Divesen Station, ten minutes after Athena's docking.

Alaine was shutting down the systems, when an STC broadcast came in. He monitored it, and then called out "Captain? You'll want to hear this!"
Engel twitched a little, and then gestured to Alaine, who rewound the message and played it back over a speaker.
"Bright Sky, Bright Sky, we have new approach data for you. Proceed to planetary coordinates attached, and make planetfall. Flight patch attached, you are cleared to enter restricted airspace."
Then came the reply "Divesen Control, please confirm planetfall."
"Bright Sky, confirmed. Rerouting ordered by Scout Commander Finder."
At that, Seeker, who had also been listening, gasped.
Engel turned "Seeker?"
"Uh, Captain, that is my grandmother. Only she retired from the Scouts over forty years ago. And she was just an ordinary Scout."
"Do you know why Bright Sky is being ordered planetside?"
"No, no idea at all."
"Sir?" Alaine cut in.
"Alaine?"
"Sir, I've heard of this before, surely you have too?"
"What do you -" he paused "Reactivation? Of course, but Scout Commander? They only -"
Alaine finished his sentence "are found at Scout bases. So they have a base here now."
Seeker took over "But that means the treaty has been rewritten. Scouts were forbidden to be on planet unless they were part of a clan. What..." and she broke off.
"Seeker?" Alaine looked worried.
"Uh, I have been summoned to the Council Chambers. We all have. Now." Seeker reached for the intercom.
"Hold!" Engel commanded.
Seeker stopped and looked at him.
"I am, apparently, the Captain."
"Sorry Captain. Permission to summon the crew?"
Engel shook his head and stepped over, taking the intercom "All hands, secure your stations, and proceed to the bridge immediately."
Seeker nodded.
A few minutes later everyone aboard was in the bridge.
"Right, we are being summoned to the Council. Best behaviour. Meantime the Captain is heading planetside," Engel announced, "Dyani, lock safe?"
"Inner and outer green, sir!" she replied.
"Very good, break seals."

The crew moved out into the station. There was no-one waiting.

Seeker took the lead "Follow me.""

#SF #SciFi #SFF #SpaceOpera #microfic #tootfic #MicroFiction #ShamanSpace #IAmWriting

Mother of All, Divesen Station, ten minutes after Athena's docking.

Alaine was shutting down the systems, when an STC broadcast came in. He monitored it, and then called out "Captain? You'll want to hear this!"
Engel twitched a little, and then gestured to Alaine, who rewound the message and played it back over a speaker.
"Bright Sky, Bright Sky, we have new approach data for you. Proceed to planetary coordinates attached, and make planetfall. Flight patch attached, you are cleared to enter restricted airspace."
Then came the reply "Divesen Control, please confirm planetfall."
"Bright Sky, confirmed. Rerouting ordered by Scout Commander Finder."
At that, Seeker, who had also been listening, gasped.
Engel turned "Seeker?"
"Uh, Captain, that is my grandmother. Only she retired from the Scouts over forty years ago. And she was just an ordinary Scout."
"Do you know why Bright Sky is being ordered planetside?"
"No, no idea at all."
"Sir?" Alaine cut in.
"Alaine?"
"Sir, I've heard of this before, surely you have too?"
"What do you -" he paused "Reactivation? Of course, but Scout Commander? They only -"
Alaine finished his sentence "are found at Scout bases. So they have a base here now."
Seeker took over "But that means the treaty has been rewritten. Scouts were forbidden to be on planet unless they were part of a clan. What..." and she broke off.
"Seeker?" Alaine looked worried.
"Uh, I have been summoned to the Council Chambers. We all have. Now." Seeker reached for the intercom.
"Hold!" Engel commanded.
Seeker stopped and looked at him.
"I am, apparently, the Captain."
"Sorry Captain. Permission to summon the crew?"
Engel shook his head and stepped over, taking the intercom "All hands, secure your stations, and proceed to the bridge immediately."
Seeker nodded.
A few minutes later everyone aboard was in the bridge.
"Right, we are being summoned to the Council. Best behaviour. Meantime the Captain is heading planetside," Engel announced, "Dyani, lock safe?"
"Inner and outer green, sir!" she replied.
"Very good, break seals."

The crew moved out into the station. There was no-one waiting.

Seeker took the lead "Follow me.""

#SF #SciFi #SFF #SpaceOpera #microfic #tootfic #MicroFiction #ShamanSpace #IAmWriting

Mother of All, Divesen Station, ten minutes after Athena's docking.

Alaine was shutting down the systems, when an STC broadcast came in. He monitored it, and then called out "Captain? You'll want to hear this!"
Engel twitched a little, and then gestured to Alaine, who rewound the message and played it back over a speaker.
"Bright Sky, Bright Sky, we have new approach data for you. Proceed to planetary coordinates attached, and make planetfall. Flight patch attached, you are cleared to enter restricted airspace."
Then came the reply "Divesen Control, please confirm planetfall."
"Bright Sky, confirmed. Rerouting ordered by Scout Commander Finder."
At that, Seeker, who had also been listening, gasped.
Engel turned "Seeker?"
"Uh, Captain, that is my grandmother. Only she retired from the Scouts over forty years ago. And she was just an ordinary Scout."
"Do you know why Bright Sky is being ordered planetside?"
"No, no idea at all."
"Sir?" Alaine cut in.
"Alaine?"
"Sir, I've heard of this before, surely you have too?"
"What do you -" he paused "Reactivation? Of course, but Scout Commander? They only -"
Alaine finished his sentence "are found at Scout bases. So they have a base here now."
Seeker took over "But that means the treaty has been rewritten. Scouts were forbidden to be on planet unless they were part of a clan. What..." and she broke off.
"Seeker?" Alaine looked worried.
"Uh, I have been summoned to the Council Chambers. We all have. Now." Seeker reached for the intercom.
"Hold!" Engel commanded.
Seeker stopped and looked at him.
"I am, apparently, the Captain."
"Sorry Captain. Permission to summon the crew?"
Engel shook his head and stepped over, taking the intercom "All hands, secure your stations, and proceed to the bridge immediately."
Seeker nodded.
A few minutes later everyone aboard was in the bridge.
"Right, we are being summoned to the Council. Best behaviour. Meantime the Captain is heading planetside," Engel announced, "Dyani, lock safe?"
"Inner and outer green, sir!" she replied.
"Very good, break seals."

The crew moved out into the station. There was no-one waiting.

Seeker took the lead "Follow me.""

#SF #SciFi #SFF #SpaceOpera #microfic #tootfic #MicroFiction #ShamanSpace #IAmWriting

Mother of All, Divesen Station, ten minutes after Athena's docking.

Alaine was shutting down the systems, when an STC broadcast came in. He monitored it, and then called out "Captain? You'll want to hear this!"
Engel twitched a little, and then gestured to Alaine, who rewound the message and played it back over a speaker.
"Bright Sky, Bright Sky, we have new approach data for you. Proceed to planetary coordinates attached, and make planetfall. Flight patch attached, you are cleared to enter restricted airspace."
Then came the reply "Divesen Control, please confirm planetfall."
"Bright Sky, confirmed. Rerouting ordered by Scout Commander Finder."
At that, Seeker, who had also been listening, gasped.
Engel turned "Seeker?"
"Uh, Captain, that is my grandmother. Only she retired from the Scouts over forty years ago. And she was just an ordinary Scout."
"Do you know why Bright Sky is being ordered planetside?"
"No, no idea at all."
"Sir?" Alaine cut in.
"Alaine?"
"Sir, I've heard of this before, surely you have too?"
"What do you -" he paused "Reactivation? Of course, but Scout Commander? They only -"
Alaine finished his sentence "are found at Scout bases. So they have a base here now."
Seeker took over "But that means the treaty has been rewritten. Scouts were forbidden to be on planet unless they were part of a clan. What..." and she broke off.
"Seeker?" Alaine looked worried.
"Uh, I have been summoned to the Council Chambers. We all have. Now." Seeker reached for the intercom.
"Hold!" Engel commanded.
Seeker stopped and looked at him.
"I am, apparently, the Captain."
"Sorry Captain. Permission to summon the crew?"
Engel shook his head and stepped over, taking the intercom "All hands, secure your stations, and proceed to the bridge immediately."
Seeker nodded.
A few minutes later everyone aboard was in the bridge.
"Right, we are being summoned to the Council. Best behaviour. Meantime the Captain is heading planetside," Engel announced, "Dyani, lock safe?"
"Inner and outer green, sir!" she replied.
"Very good, break seals."

The crew moved out into the station. There was no-one waiting.

Seeker took the lead "Follow me.""

#SF #SciFi #SFF #SpaceOpera #microfic #tootfic #MicroFiction #ShamanSpace #IAmWriting

Mother of All, Divesen Station, ten minutes after Athena's docking.

Alaine was shutting down the systems, when an STC broadcast came in. He monitored it, and then called out "Captain? You'll want to hear this!"
Engel twitched a little, and then gestured to Alaine, who rewound the message and played it back over a speaker.
"Bright Sky, Bright Sky, we have new approach data for you. Proceed to planetary coordinates attached, and make planetfall. Flight patch attached, you are cleared to enter restricted airspace."
Then came the reply "Divesen Control, please confirm planetfall."
"Bright Sky, confirmed. Rerouting ordered by Scout Commander Finder."
At that, Seeker, who had also been listening, gasped.
Engel turned "Seeker?"
"Uh, Captain, that is my grandmother. Only she retired from the Scouts over forty years ago. And she was just an ordinary Scout."
"Do you know why Bright Sky is being ordered planetside?"
"No, no idea at all."
"Sir?" Alaine cut in.
"Alaine?"
"Sir, I've heard of this before, surely you have too?"
"What do you -" he paused "Reactivation? Of course, but Scout Commander? They only -"
Alaine finished his sentence "are found at Scout bases. So they have a base here now."
Seeker took over "But that means the treaty has been rewritten. Scouts were forbidden to be on planet unless they were part of a clan. What..." and she broke off.
"Seeker?" Alaine looked worried.
"Uh, I have been summoned to the Council Chambers. We all have. Now." Seeker reached for the intercom.
"Hold!" Engel commanded.
Seeker stopped and looked at him.
"I am, apparently, the Captain."
"Sorry Captain. Permission to summon the crew?"
Engel shook his head and stepped over, taking the intercom "All hands, secure your stations, and proceed to the bridge immediately."
Seeker nodded.
A few minutes later everyone aboard was in the bridge.
"Right, we are being summoned to the Council. Best behaviour. Meantime the Captain is heading planetside," Engel announced, "Dyani, lock safe?"
"Inner and outer green, sir!" she replied.
"Very good, break seals."

The crew moved out into the station. There was no-one waiting.

Seeker took the lead "Follow me.""

#SF #SciFi #SFF #SpaceOpera #microfic #tootfic #MicroFiction #ShamanSpace #IAmWriting

#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 130, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK

#Wss366 Tall #TimeTravelAuthors 09/5. Plant Grow

The fairy dance ended as suddenly as it had started. One flute cut off mid-verse, and the other trailed off right afterwards. No one seemed alarmed or surprised. Most stopped in their tracks, while a few continued prancing for a few moments more before joining the rest and slipped away.

Weena tugged on my arm and gestured at the building behind the trees. “Coome. Hoomee. Eeat.”

I nodded, and we started toward the woods.

The whole way, my new friend held my hand and babbled to me in a mixture of melodic syllables and fractured English. After asking a few questions, I realized I wouldn’t learn anything useful. She either didn’t know the answers, couldn’t communicate them, or I failed to make myself understood. As such, I retreated into my thoughts.

I considered what I’d learned. I knew a fair amount about this world, or at least H.G. Wells’s theories. Meeting the fairies, for that is what I still thought of them as, had been fortunate. If I had followed the path, I might have run into the Morlocks. But about myself, I remained ignorant except for what short flashbacks had shown me.

It was beyond frustrating that I remembered a “fictional” book more clearly than my own history.

The woods soon ended, and we emerged into a wide glen with an enormous ruined mansion in the center. Lichen grew thick on its walls, and time had shattered its #tall stained-glass windows. The remaining geometric panes had slumped like wax candles left in the sun. I doubted the fairies had built it. Instead, some forgotten civilization must have done so.

That thought offered a glimmer of hope. Remnants of that race could still exist. If I found them, I might learn more.

Returning to my survey, I noted #plants heavy with berries, small fruits, and pea-like pods growing throughout the glen. There was no sense of their being planted by the fairy folk. The herbage sprouted in random swatches or alone, just as the wind had scattered their seeds. Amidst this lush abundance, a wide variety of melon vines snaked along the ground. Here too was an untended bounty of yellow, green, and dappled gourds. At the forest's edge grew trees laden with red, purple, and topaz globes. It was no surprise that the protagonist of H.G. Wells’s story had mistaken this for a utopia at first.

#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn

"Thank you, but no"

"Ksjrhgh fnrgle"

"Sir you are very drunk, you smell unpleasant, and I am not interested"

"Ghvn drmk wm"

"I do not want your drink. I have a botfriend"

"BLRGL WRGNX"

"Ah, KX16, I was just about to page you. Please see this gentleman out, force level six. Use your judgement but perhaps break some fingers on his left hand, the one he groped me with."

#TootFic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot

#Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 63
#Wss366 Treble #TimeTravelAuthors 9/4 Whatever

Inside the passage hung a feline odor, strong enough to wilt feathers, and paw prints littered the dusty floor. We turned left in the direction most of them led.

“It’s walking on its hind feet,” Sumika said after a few meters and pointed to where the marks of the forepaws ceased, leaving only the rear ones.

“Indeed, that’s because it’s a nekomata. Be glad this passage is wood, not stone,” I replied.

“Why?”

“Because your ‘cute’ kitty can spit fireballs. I doubt it wants to burn its mistress’s home down.”

“Oh!”

“It could be worse. We might have run into a gotokuneko. They’re about #treble the strength.”

“Treble? What kind of word is that? Just say three times.”

“It’s a perfectly good word.”

“Whatever. And what about ‘gotokuneko?’ You’re not making that stuff up, are you?” Mistress asked.

“Moi? Me? Make stuff up? I’m wounded. No, I studied this kind of thing when I was a woman.”

“You know you’re a lot more human-like than when we first met. You almost talk normally, barring words like ‘treble.’”

“Awk, chicka, cawa! Pay attention, there are lights ahead,” I cawed, irratated.

“How could Glinda-chan say such a thing? Hmph! Just when I was thinking she had more than one brain cell, she says utter rubbish. But no, she’s nothing more than a three-toed sloth.”

#TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore

#Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 63
#Wss366 Treble #TimeTravelAuthors 9/4 Whatever

Inside the passage hung a feline odor, strong enough to wilt feathers, and paw prints littered the dusty floor. We turned left in the direction most of them led.

“It’s walking on its hind feet,” Sumika said after a few meters and pointed to where the marks of the forepaws ceased, leaving only the rear ones.

“Indeed, that’s because it’s a nekomata. Be glad this passage is wood, not stone,” I replied.

“Why?”

“Because your ‘cute’ kitty can spit fireballs. I doubt it wants to burn its mistress’s home down.”

“Oh!”

“It could be worse. We might have run into a gotokuneko. They’re about #treble the strength.”

“Treble? What kind of word is that? Just say three times.”

“It’s a perfectly good word.”

“Whatever. And what about ‘gotokuneko?’ You’re not making that stuff up, are you?” Mistress asked.

“Moi? Me? Make stuff up? I’m wounded. No, I studied this kind of thing when I was a woman.”

“You know you’re a lot more human-like than when we first met. You almost talk normally, barring words like ‘treble.’”

“Awk, chicka, cawa! Pay attention, there are lights ahead,” I cawed, irratated.

“How could Glinda-chan say such a thing? Hmph! Just when I was thinking she had more than one brain cell, she says utter rubbish. But no, she’s nothing more than a three-toed sloth.”

#TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore

#Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 63
#Wss366 Treble #TimeTravelAuthors 9/4 Whatever

Inside the passage hung a feline odor, strong enough to wilt feathers, and paw prints littered the dusty floor. We turned left in the direction most of them led.

“It’s walking on its hind feet,” Sumika said after a few meters and pointed to where the marks of the forepaws ceased, leaving only the rear ones.

“Indeed, that’s because it’s a nekomata. Be glad this passage is wood, not stone,” I replied.

“Why?”

“Because your ‘cute’ kitty can spit fireballs. I doubt it wants to burn its mistress’s home down.”

“Oh!”

“It could be worse. We might have run into a gotokuneko. They’re about #treble the strength.”

“Treble? What kind of word is that? Just say three times.”

“It’s a perfectly good word.”

“Whatever. And what about ‘gotokuneko?’ You’re not making that stuff up, are you?” Mistress asked.

“Moi? Me? Make stuff up? I’m wounded. No, I studied this kind of thing when I was a woman.”

“You know you’re a lot more human-like than when we first met. You almost talk normally, barring words like ‘treble.’”

“Awk, chicka, cawa! Pay attention, there are lights ahead,” I cawed, irratated.

“How could Glinda-chan say such a thing? Hmph! Just when I was thinking she had more than one brain cell, she says utter rubbish. But no, she’s nothing more than a three-toed sloth.”

#TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore

#Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 63
#Wss366 Treble #TimeTravelAuthors 9/4 Whatever

Inside the passage hung a feline odor, strong enough to wilt feathers, and paw prints littered the dusty floor. We turned left in the direction most of them led.

“It’s walking on its hind feet,” Sumika said after a few meters and pointed to where the marks of the forepaws ceased, leaving only the rear ones.

“Indeed, that’s because it’s a nekomata. Be glad this passage is wood, not stone,” I replied.

“Why?”

“Because your ‘cute’ kitty can spit fireballs. I doubt it wants to burn its mistress’s home down.”

“Oh!”

“It could be worse. We might have run into a gotokuneko. They’re about #treble the strength.”

“Treble? What kind of word is that? Just say three times.”

“It’s a perfectly good word.”

“Whatever. And what about ‘gotokuneko?’ You’re not making that stuff up, are you?” Mistress asked.

“Moi? Me? Make stuff up? I’m wounded. No, I studied this kind of thing when I was a woman.”

“You know you’re a lot more human-like than when we first met. You almost talk normally, barring words like ‘treble.’”

“Awk, chicka, cawa! Pay attention, there are lights ahead,” I cawed, irratated.

“How could Glinda-chan say such a thing? Hmph! Just when I was thinking she had more than one brain cell, she says utter rubbish. But no, she’s nothing more than a three-toed sloth.”

#TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore

#Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 63
#Wss366 Treble #TimeTravelAuthors 9/4 Whatever

Inside the passage hung a feline odor, strong enough to wilt feathers, and paw prints littered the dusty floor. We turned left in the direction most of them led.

“It’s walking on its hind feet,” Sumika said after a few meters and pointed to where the marks of the forepaws ceased, leaving only the rear ones.

“Indeed, that’s because it’s a nekomata. Be glad this passage is wood, not stone,” I replied.

“Why?”

“Because your ‘cute’ kitty can spit fireballs. I doubt it wants to burn its mistress’s home down.”

“Oh!”

“It could be worse. We might have run into a gotokuneko. They’re about #treble the strength.”

“Treble? What kind of word is that? Just say three times.”

“It’s a perfectly good word.”

“Whatever. And what about ‘gotokuneko?’ You’re not making that stuff up, are you?” Mistress asked.

“Moi? Me? Make stuff up? I’m wounded. No, I studied this kind of thing when I was a woman.”

“You know you’re a lot more human-like than when we first met. You almost talk normally, barring words like ‘treble.’”

“Awk, chicka, cawa! Pay attention, there are lights ahead,” I cawed, irratated.

“How could Glinda-chan say such a thing? Hmph! Just when I was thinking she had more than one brain cell, she says utter rubbish. But no, she’s nothing more than a three-toed sloth.”

#TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore

Imperative

'Rest assured, sir, that my carriage will bring your daughter back here before midnight.'

'Midnight matters not,' replied count Emil Scarlat, sipping on his glass. 'It *is* imperative that she be home before dawn, but she knows that.'

#writever #MastoArt #FlashFiction #SmallStory #TootFic #MicroFiction

Imperative

'Rest assured, sir, that my carriage will bring your daughter back here before midnight.'

'Midnight matters not,' replied count Emil Scarlat, sipping on his glass. 'It *is* imperative that she be home before dawn, but she knows that.'

#writever #MastoArt #FlashFiction #SmallStory #TootFic #MicroFiction

Imperative

'Rest assured, sir, that my carriage will bring your daughter back here before midnight.'

'Midnight matters not,' replied count Emil Scarlat, sipping on his glass. 'It *is* imperative that she be home before dawn, but she knows that.'

#writever #MastoArt #FlashFiction #SmallStory #TootFic #MicroFiction

Imperative

'Rest assured, sir, that my carriage will bring your daughter back here before midnight.'

'Midnight matters not,' replied count Emil Scarlat, sipping on his glass. 'It *is* imperative that she be home before dawn, but she knows that.'

#writever #MastoArt #FlashFiction #SmallStory #TootFic #MicroFiction

3 Months ago, Council Offices, Divesen Station.

Joy looked across her desk at the Scout. They were not human, but one of the many species that had been derived from Earth-species stock in the distant, distant past. Probably by the same unknown race that delivered Joy's ancestors to Mother of All.

"Well Scout Instructor you certainly are an unexpected reply to my request."
The vocoder on the Scout's chest translated the burst of colours that surged across their skin. "Arriving with the answer seemed an efficient solution to the restrictions limitations of travel times."
"You did cause something of a stir when you emerged. The biggest thing we've seen here before was a depot ship, and that was back in Lorn's day."
"Are apologies compensations regrets required?"
Joy smiled, and made a complex sign with her fingers, indicating a matter of little import "No, just a surprise."
"We sign now?"
"Yes, I have been authorised by the Council of Elders to sign this modification of the treaty."

The Scout Instructor picked up the papers with one tentacle and looked through them. "All is in order correct." And it took a small box out of a harness, pressed the tip of a free tentacle into it, and then at the bottom of each page.

Joy took them back, and pressed her inked thumb against each page, and then signed her name.

A sign indicating an important query, "Are the lands territories properties clear for us to land arrive?"
"Yes, and airspace restrictions have been agreed to."
"Good pleasing efficient."
"It is for our benefit that we asked you to establish a Scout school here. Will the Maui be here long?"
"Apologies error, we understood thought you had knowledge. The Maui is permanently assigned to this station. In case of dramatic major intervention."

Joy sat back in surprise. "They've assigned us a Frontier Class cruiser? In case we need to do a full interdiction?"
"Correct."
"I see. Well, thank-you instructor, I'll let you return to your ship and your duties."
"Very good yes Scout Commander."
"What?"

A burst of bright colours washed across the sophonts skin and it handed an envelope to Joy "Your orders Scout Commander. You have been reactivated."
Before she could answer, it flowed out of her office.

After a few minutes, Joy opened the envelope. Inside was a new Scout ID card, and her orders to establish a new Scout Base on Mother of All. Starting with a locally-based school.

So much for retiring.

#ShamanSpace #SF #SFF #SciFi #SpaceOpera #Microfiction #Microfic #tootfic #IAmWriting

3 Months ago, Council Offices, Divesen Station.

Joy looked across her desk at the Scout. They were not human, but one of the many species that had been derived from Earth-species stock in the distant, distant past. Probably by the same unknown race that delivered Joy's ancestors to Mother of All.

"Well Scout Instructor you certainly are an unexpected reply to my request."
The vocoder on the Scout's chest translated the burst of colours that surged across their skin. "Arriving with the answer seemed an efficient solution to the restrictions limitations of travel times."
"You did cause something of a stir when you emerged. The biggest thing we've seen here before was a depot ship, and that was back in Lorn's day."
"Are apologies compensations regrets required?"
Joy smiled, and made a complex sign with her fingers, indicating a matter of little import "No, just a surprise."
"We sign now?"
"Yes, I have been authorised by the Council of Elders to sign this modification of the treaty."

The Scout Instructor picked up the papers with one tentacle and looked through them. "All is in order correct." And it took a small box out of a harness, pressed the tip of a free tentacle into it, and then at the bottom of each page.

Joy took them back, and pressed her inked thumb against each page, and then signed her name.

A sign indicating an important query, "Are the lands territories properties clear for us to land arrive?"
"Yes, and airspace restrictions have been agreed to."
"Good pleasing efficient."
"It is for our benefit that we asked you to establish a Scout school here. Will the Maui be here long?"
"Apologies error, we understood thought you had knowledge. The Maui is permanently assigned to this station. In case of dramatic major intervention."

Joy sat back in surprise. "They've assigned us a Frontier Class cruiser? In case we need to do a full interdiction?"
"Correct."
"I see. Well, thank-you instructor, I'll let you return to your ship and your duties."
"Very good yes Scout Commander."
"What?"

A burst of bright colours washed across the sophonts skin and it handed an envelope to Joy "Your orders Scout Commander. You have been reactivated."
Before she could answer, it flowed out of her office.

After a few minutes, Joy opened the envelope. Inside was a new Scout ID card, and her orders to establish a new Scout Base on Mother of All. Starting with a locally-based school.

So much for retiring.

#ShamanSpace #SF #SFF #SciFi #SpaceOpera #Microfiction #Microfic #tootfic #IAmWriting

3 Months ago, Council Offices, Divesen Station.

Joy looked across her desk at the Scout. They were not human, but one of the many species that had been derived from Earth-species stock in the distant, distant past. Probably by the same unknown race that delivered Joy's ancestors to Mother of All.

"Well Scout Instructor you certainly are an unexpected reply to my request."
The vocoder on the Scout's chest translated the burst of colours that surged across their skin. "Arriving with the answer seemed an efficient solution to the restrictions limitations of travel times."
"You did cause something of a stir when you emerged. The biggest thing we've seen here before was a depot ship, and that was back in Lorn's day."
"Are apologies compensations regrets required?"
Joy smiled, and made a complex sign with her fingers, indicating a matter of little import "No, just a surprise."
"We sign now?"
"Yes, I have been authorised by the Council of Elders to sign this modification of the treaty."

The Scout Instructor picked up the papers with one tentacle and looked through them. "All is in order correct." And it took a small box out of a harness, pressed the tip of a free tentacle into it, and then at the bottom of each page.

Joy took them back, and pressed her inked thumb against each page, and then signed her name.

A sign indicating an important query, "Are the lands territories properties clear for us to land arrive?"
"Yes, and airspace restrictions have been agreed to."
"Good pleasing efficient."
"It is for our benefit that we asked you to establish a Scout school here. Will the Maui be here long?"
"Apologies error, we understood thought you had knowledge. The Maui is permanently assigned to this station. In case of dramatic major intervention."

Joy sat back in surprise. "They've assigned us a Frontier Class cruiser? In case we need to do a full interdiction?"
"Correct."
"I see. Well, thank-you instructor, I'll let you return to your ship and your duties."
"Very good yes Scout Commander."
"What?"

A burst of bright colours washed across the sophonts skin and it handed an envelope to Joy "Your orders Scout Commander. You have been reactivated."
Before she could answer, it flowed out of her office.

After a few minutes, Joy opened the envelope. Inside was a new Scout ID card, and her orders to establish a new Scout Base on Mother of All. Starting with a locally-based school.

So much for retiring.

#ShamanSpace #SF #SFF #SciFi #SpaceOpera #Microfiction #Microfic #tootfic #IAmWriting

3 Months ago, Council Offices, Divesen Station.

Joy looked across her desk at the Scout. They were not human, but one of the many species that had been derived from Earth-species stock in the distant, distant past. Probably by the same unknown race that delivered Joy's ancestors to Mother of All.

"Well Scout Instructor you certainly are an unexpected reply to my request."
The vocoder on the Scout's chest translated the burst of colours that surged across their skin. "Arriving with the answer seemed an efficient solution to the restrictions limitations of travel times."
"You did cause something of a stir when you emerged. The biggest thing we've seen here before was a depot ship, and that was back in Lorn's day."
"Are apologies compensations regrets required?"
Joy smiled, and made a complex sign with her fingers, indicating a matter of little import "No, just a surprise."
"We sign now?"
"Yes, I have been authorised by the Council of Elders to sign this modification of the treaty."

The Scout Instructor picked up the papers with one tentacle and looked through them. "All is in order correct." And it took a small box out of a harness, pressed the tip of a free tentacle into it, and then at the bottom of each page.

Joy took them back, and pressed her inked thumb against each page, and then signed her name.

A sign indicating an important query, "Are the lands territories properties clear for us to land arrive?"
"Yes, and airspace restrictions have been agreed to."
"Good pleasing efficient."
"It is for our benefit that we asked you to establish a Scout school here. Will the Maui be here long?"
"Apologies error, we understood thought you had knowledge. The Maui is permanently assigned to this station. In case of dramatic major intervention."

Joy sat back in surprise. "They've assigned us a Frontier Class cruiser? In case we need to do a full interdiction?"
"Correct."
"I see. Well, thank-you instructor, I'll let you return to your ship and your duties."
"Very good yes Scout Commander."
"What?"

A burst of bright colours washed across the sophonts skin and it handed an envelope to Joy "Your orders Scout Commander. You have been reactivated."
Before she could answer, it flowed out of her office.

After a few minutes, Joy opened the envelope. Inside was a new Scout ID card, and her orders to establish a new Scout Base on Mother of All. Starting with a locally-based school.

So much for retiring.

#ShamanSpace #SF #SFF #SciFi #SpaceOpera #Microfiction #Microfic #tootfic #IAmWriting

3 Months ago, Council Offices, Divesen Station.

Joy looked across her desk at the Scout. They were not human, but one of the many species that had been derived from Earth-species stock in the distant, distant past. Probably by the same unknown race that delivered Joy's ancestors to Mother of All.

"Well Scout Instructor you certainly are an unexpected reply to my request."
The vocoder on the Scout's chest translated the burst of colours that surged across their skin. "Arriving with the answer seemed an efficient solution to the restrictions limitations of travel times."
"You did cause something of a stir when you emerged. The biggest thing we've seen here before was a depot ship, and that was back in Lorn's day."
"Are apologies compensations regrets required?"
Joy smiled, and made a complex sign with her fingers, indicating a matter of little import "No, just a surprise."
"We sign now?"
"Yes, I have been authorised by the Council of Elders to sign this modification of the treaty."

The Scout Instructor picked up the papers with one tentacle and looked through them. "All is in order correct." And it took a small box out of a harness, pressed the tip of a free tentacle into it, and then at the bottom of each page.

Joy took them back, and pressed her inked thumb against each page, and then signed her name.

A sign indicating an important query, "Are the lands territories properties clear for us to land arrive?"
"Yes, and airspace restrictions have been agreed to."
"Good pleasing efficient."
"It is for our benefit that we asked you to establish a Scout school here. Will the Maui be here long?"
"Apologies error, we understood thought you had knowledge. The Maui is permanently assigned to this station. In case of dramatic major intervention."

Joy sat back in surprise. "They've assigned us a Frontier Class cruiser? In case we need to do a full interdiction?"
"Correct."
"I see. Well, thank-you instructor, I'll let you return to your ship and your duties."
"Very good yes Scout Commander."
"What?"

A burst of bright colours washed across the sophonts skin and it handed an envelope to Joy "Your orders Scout Commander. You have been reactivated."
Before she could answer, it flowed out of her office.

After a few minutes, Joy opened the envelope. Inside was a new Scout ID card, and her orders to establish a new Scout Base on Mother of All. Starting with a locally-based school.

So much for retiring.

#ShamanSpace #SF #SFF #SciFi #SpaceOpera #Microfiction #Microfic #tootfic #IAmWriting

"Do you have any questions for me about the vessel or the role?"

"I think we've covered everything. Uh, except—"

"Go ahead, there are no stupid questions on my ship"

"I have a pet rat. Does the _Velma_ allow pets?"

"You'll have to bribe the ships cats, but CONN CAPTAIN WE'VE GOT ANOTHER RATTER!"

"CAPTAIN CONN AWESOME JERRY WILL BE STOKED TO HAVE A NEW PLAYMATE"

"That should be fine; welcome aboard, probie"

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot

"Do you have any questions for me about the vessel or the role?"

"I think we've covered everything. Uh, except—"

"Go ahead, there are no stupid questions on my ship"

"I have a pet rat. Does the _Velma_ allow pets?"

"You'll have to bribe the ships cats, but CONN CAPTAIN WE'VE GOT ANOTHER RATTER!"

"CAPTAIN CONN AWESOME JERRY WILL BE STOKED TO HAVE A NEW PLAYMATE"

"That should be fine; welcome aboard, probie"

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot

"Do you have any questions for me about the vessel or the role?"

"I think we've covered everything. Uh, except—"

"Go ahead, there are no stupid questions on my ship"

"I have a pet rat. Does the _Velma_ allow pets?"

"You'll have to bribe the ships cats, but CONN CAPTAIN WE'VE GOT ANOTHER RATTER!"

"CAPTAIN CONN AWESOME JERRY WILL BE STOKED TO HAVE A NEW PLAYMATE"

"That should be fine; welcome aboard, probie"

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot

"Do you have any questions for me about the vessel or the role?"

"I think we've covered everything. Uh, except—"

"Go ahead, there are no stupid questions on my ship"

"I have a pet rat. Does the _Velma_ allow pets?"

"You'll have to bribe the ships cats, but CONN CAPTAIN WE'VE GOT ANOTHER RATTER!"

"CAPTAIN CONN AWESOME JERRY WILL BE STOKED TO HAVE A NEW PLAYMATE"

"That should be fine; welcome aboard, probie"

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot

"Do you have any questions for me about the vessel or the role?"

"I think we've covered everything. Uh, except—"

"Go ahead, there are no stupid questions on my ship"

"I have a pet rat. Does the _Velma_ allow pets?"

"You'll have to bribe the ships cats, but CONN CAPTAIN WE'VE GOT ANOTHER RATTER!"

"CAPTAIN CONN AWESOME JERRY WILL BE STOKED TO HAVE A NEW PLAYMATE"

"That should be fine; welcome aboard, probie"

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot

#TootFic

The old man eyed me across the grog-soaked table, “I chased him across the Atlantic, through storms round The Cape, in the frozen wastes, and across the South Sea maelstroms!”

He balled his fist and leant a snaggley smirk. “But I got him! It took everything I had: my family, my money… but I got that bastard whale!”

The inn door latch rattled, but no-one looked up.

“I caught him up in Bali, rowed out, and then... ”

Suddenly, a flipper touched his shoulder: “Tag! You're It again!”

Titanic Steward: Fragment I

#FanFic #Titanic Voyage @juliebihn
#Wss366 Gin #TimeTravelAuthors 09/3. Bonus Fragment

“Hey, Hart. What are you thinking? Are you stupid?” One of the other Titanic stewards asked.

“What do you mean?” Milo Hart took the comment calmly, though he probably would have decked the man back in port. Here, on board the ship, an altercation would get you reprimanded or fired. It was a good job that paid well. It was a darn sight better than being a dirt farmer back home. If he didn’t lose this job, he could marry Sally when the trip was done.

“I saw you out on the first-class promenade. You don’t belong there. And with a guest.”

“She asked me to escort her. She was feeling ill and needed air.” Hart made up an excuse on the fly. He had always been good at that. It might not have been true, but no one would ever know.

“She talks to herself,” and the other steward touched his head. “Be careful, you’ll get into trouble!”

“You trying to #gin up problems? Going to report me if I do a guest a favor?”

“No, I just worry about you. You’ve been odd recently.”

“Don’t fret. I have a sinking feeling it won’t matter for long. I’m usually right when I have these feelings too.”

#MicroFiction #TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #SliceOfLife

Titanic Steward: Fragment I

#FanFic #Titanic Voyage @juliebihn
#Wss366 Gin #TimeTravelAuthors 09/3. Bonus Fragment

“Hey, Hart. What are you thinking? Are you stupid?” One of the other Titanic stewards asked.

“What do you mean?” Milo Hart took the comment calmly, though he probably would have decked the man back in port. Here, on board the ship, an altercation would get you reprimanded or fired. It was a good job that paid well. It was a darn sight better than being a dirt farmer back home. If he didn’t lose this job, he could marry Sally when the trip was done.

“I saw you out on the first-class promenade. You don’t belong there. And with a guest.”

“She asked me to escort her. She was feeling ill and needed air.” Hart made up an excuse on the fly. He had always been good at that. It might not have been true, but no one would ever know.

“She talks to herself,” and the other steward touched his head. “Be careful, you’ll get into trouble!”

“You trying to #gin up problems? Going to report me if I do a guest a favor?”

“No, I just worry about you. You’ve been odd recently.”

“Don’t fret. I have a sinking feeling it won’t matter for long. I’m usually right when I have these feelings too.”

#MicroFiction #TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #SliceOfLife

Titanic Steward: Fragment I

#FanFic #Titanic Voyage @juliebihn
#Wss366 Gin #TimeTravelAuthors 09/3. Bonus Fragment

“Hey, Hart. What are you thinking? Are you stupid?” One of the other Titanic stewards asked.

“What do you mean?” Milo Hart took the comment calmly, though he probably would have decked the man back in port. Here, on board the ship, an altercation would get you reprimanded or fired. It was a good job that paid well. It was a darn sight better than being a dirt farmer back home. If he didn’t lose this job, he could marry Sally when the trip was done.

“I saw you out on the first-class promenade. You don’t belong there. And with a guest.”

“She asked me to escort her. She was feeling ill and needed air.” Hart made up an excuse on the fly. He had always been good at that. It might not have been true, but no one would ever know.

“She talks to herself,” and the other steward touched his head. “Be careful, you’ll get into trouble!”

“You trying to #gin up problems? Going to report me if I do a guest a favor?”

“No, I just worry about you. You’ve been odd recently.”

“Don’t fret. I have a sinking feeling it won’t matter for long. I’m usually right when I have these feelings too.”

#MicroFiction #TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #SliceOfLife

Titanic Steward: Fragment I

#FanFic #Titanic Voyage @juliebihn
#Wss366 Gin #TimeTravelAuthors 09/3. Bonus Fragment

“Hey, Hart. What are you thinking? Are you stupid?” One of the other Titanic stewards asked.

“What do you mean?” Milo Hart took the comment calmly, though he probably would have decked the man back in port. Here, on board the ship, an altercation would get you reprimanded or fired. It was a good job that paid well. It was a darn sight better than being a dirt farmer back home. If he didn’t lose this job, he could marry Sally when the trip was done.

“I saw you out on the first-class promenade. You don’t belong there. And with a guest.”

“She asked me to escort her. She was feeling ill and needed air.” Hart made up an excuse on the fly. He had always been good at that. It might not have been true, but no one would ever know.

“She talks to herself,” and the other steward touched his head. “Be careful, you’ll get into trouble!”

“You trying to #gin up problems? Going to report me if I do a guest a favor?”

“No, I just worry about you. You’ve been odd recently.”

“Don’t fret. I have a sinking feeling it won’t matter for long. I’m usually right when I have these feelings too.”

#MicroFiction #TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #SliceOfLife

Titanic Steward: Fragment I

#FanFic #Titanic Voyage @juliebihn
#Wss366 Gin #TimeTravelAuthors 09/3. Bonus Fragment

“Hey, Hart. What are you thinking? Are you stupid?” One of the other Titanic stewards asked.

“What do you mean?” Milo Hart took the comment calmly, though he probably would have decked the man back in port. Here, on board the ship, an altercation would get you reprimanded or fired. It was a good job that paid well. It was a darn sight better than being a dirt farmer back home. If he didn’t lose this job, he could marry Sally when the trip was done.

“I saw you out on the first-class promenade. You don’t belong there. And with a guest.”

“She asked me to escort her. She was feeling ill and needed air.” Hart made up an excuse on the fly. He had always been good at that. It might not have been true, but no one would ever know.

“She talks to herself,” and the other steward touched his head. “Be careful, you’ll get into trouble!”

“You trying to #gin up problems? Going to report me if I do a guest a favor?”

“No, I just worry about you. You’ve been odd recently.”

“Don’t fret. I have a sinking feeling it won’t matter for long. I’m usually right when I have these feelings too.”

#MicroFiction #TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #SliceOfLife

“What’s operation IMPRESSIVE CODENAME?”

“I can’t tell you that!”

“Of course you can, I have TOP SECRET clearance”

“Oh my sweet summer child, TOP SECRET is nowhere near the top secret clearance. There are all kinds of special code word clearances above that”

“Like what?”

“Well you’d need EUPHEMISTIC WARCRIME clearance before I could even show you the list of clearances”

“Well how do I get that?”

“I can’t tell you, the process is classified OBSCURE IN-JOKE”

“This is absurd, who makes up those rules?”

“It’s complicated. The NATIONAL OBFUSCATORY AGENCY is involved.”

“You made that up!”

“I assuredly did not. The PERIPHERALLY RELEVANT COUNTERINTELLIGENCE DIRECTORATE did that to conceal their own existence"

“The who?”

“Oh fuck, forget I said that, you aren’t cleared to know they exist without being read into the CONFLICTING BAILIWICK project”

“Screw this, let’s get lunch. I need a drink!”

“I’m not cleared for the food court.”

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot #BonusEdition

“What’s operation IMPRESSIVE CODENAME?”

“I can’t tell you that!”

“Of course you can, I have TOP SECRET clearance”

“Oh my sweet summer child, TOP SECRET is nowhere near the top secret clearance. There are all kinds of special code word clearances above that”

“Like what?”

“Well you’d need EUPHEMISTIC WARCRIME clearance before I could even show you the list of clearances”

“Well how do I get that?”

“I can’t tell you, the process is classified OBSCURE IN-JOKE”

“This is absurd, who makes up those rules?”

“It’s complicated. The NATIONAL OBFUSCATORY AGENCY is involved.”

“You made that up!”

“I assuredly did not. The PERIPHERALLY RELEVANT COUNTERINTELLIGENCE DIRECTORATE did that to conceal their own existence"

“The who?”

“Oh fuck, forget I said that, you aren’t cleared to know they exist without being read into the CONFLICTING BAILIWICK project”

“Screw this, let’s get lunch. I need a drink!”

“I’m not cleared for the food court.”

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot #BonusEdition

“What’s operation IMPRESSIVE CODENAME?”

“I can’t tell you that!”

“Of course you can, I have TOP SECRET clearance”

“Oh my sweet summer child, TOP SECRET is nowhere near the top secret clearance. There are all kinds of special code word clearances above that”

“Like what?”

“Well you’d need EUPHEMISTIC WARCRIME clearance before I could even show you the list of clearances”

“Well how do I get that?”

“I can’t tell you, the process is classified OBSCURE IN-JOKE”

“This is absurd, who makes up those rules?”

“It’s complicated. The NATIONAL OBFUSCATORY AGENCY is involved.”

“You made that up!”

“I assuredly did not. The PERIPHERALLY RELEVANT COUNTERINTELLIGENCE DIRECTORATE did that to conceal their own existence"

“The who?”

“Oh fuck, forget I said that, you aren’t cleared to know they exist without being read into the CONFLICTING BAILIWICK project”

“Screw this, let’s get lunch. I need a drink!”

“I’m not cleared for the food court.”

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot #BonusEdition

“What’s operation IMPRESSIVE CODENAME?”

“I can’t tell you that!”

“Of course you can, I have TOP SECRET clearance”

“Oh my sweet summer child, TOP SECRET is nowhere near the top secret clearance. There are all kinds of special code word clearances above that”

“Like what?”

“Well you’d need EUPHEMISTIC WARCRIME clearance before I could even show you the list of clearances”

“Well how do I get that?”

“I can’t tell you, the process is classified OBSCURE IN-JOKE”

“This is absurd, who makes up those rules?”

“It’s complicated. The NATIONAL OBFUSCATORY AGENCY is involved.”

“You made that up!”

“I assuredly did not. The PERIPHERALLY RELEVANT COUNTERINTELLIGENCE DIRECTORATE did that to conceal their own existence"

“The who?”

“Oh fuck, forget I said that, you aren’t cleared to know they exist without being read into the CONFLICTING BAILIWICK project”

“Screw this, let’s get lunch. I need a drink!”

“I’m not cleared for the food court.”

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot #BonusEdition

“What’s operation IMPRESSIVE CODENAME?”

“I can’t tell you that!”

“Of course you can, I have TOP SECRET clearance”

“Oh my sweet summer child, TOP SECRET is nowhere near the top secret clearance. There are all kinds of special code word clearances above that”

“Like what?”

“Well you’d need EUPHEMISTIC WARCRIME clearance before I could even show you the list of clearances”

“Well how do I get that?”

“I can’t tell you, the process is classified OBSCURE IN-JOKE”

“This is absurd, who makes up those rules?”

“It’s complicated. The NATIONAL OBFUSCATORY AGENCY is involved.”

“You made that up!”

“I assuredly did not. The PERIPHERALLY RELEVANT COUNTERINTELLIGENCE DIRECTORATE did that to conceal their own existence"

“The who?”

“Oh fuck, forget I said that, you aren’t cleared to know they exist without being read into the CONFLICTING BAILIWICK project”

“Screw this, let’s get lunch. I need a drink!”

“I’m not cleared for the food court.”

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot #BonusEdition

Jacob announced to his team he was going to delete the fifth wall app, a program that would allow them to communicate with their past selves. Their past PUBLISHED selves, specifically - they were, after all, sentient, fictional characters.

Reggie says, "In all seriousness, I'm proud of you, Jacob. I was going to say that-"

Jacob opened the lid to his computer to delete the program.

"-we need to nip this thing in the bud-"

The laptop started generating what sounded like feedback. Everyone clapped their hands over their ears.

"-What is-?" Reggie started. "The fifth wall is open again! Shut it dow-"

Jacob slammed the lid shut again. "How am I supposed to delete the app when I can't even open my laptop?!"

Enzo crossed his arms. "Is everything about the app on your laptop?"

"Yeah."

"Ok, pull the battery out-"

Jacob's eyes widened. "That'll allow me to restart it..."

"-then smash the laptop to pieces."

Jacob paused. "That WON'T allow me to restart it."

#MicroFiction #FlashFiction #TootFic #ShortStory #SciFi #ScienceFiction

Jacob announced to his team he was going to delete the fifth wall app, a program that would allow them to communicate with their past selves. Their past PUBLISHED selves, specifically - they were, after all, sentient, fictional characters.

Reggie says, "In all seriousness, I'm proud of you, Jacob. I was going to say that-"

Jacob opened the lid to his computer to delete the program.

"-we need to nip this thing in the bud-"

The laptop started generating what sounded like feedback. Everyone clapped their hands over their ears.

"-What is-?" Reggie started. "The fifth wall is open again! Shut it dow-"

Jacob slammed the lid shut again. "How am I supposed to delete the app when I can't even open my laptop?!"

Enzo crossed his arms. "Is everything about the app on your laptop?"

"Yeah."

"Ok, pull the battery out-"

Jacob's eyes widened. "That'll allow me to restart it..."

"-then smash the laptop to pieces."

Jacob paused. "That WON'T allow me to restart it."

#MicroFiction #FlashFiction #TootFic #ShortStory #SciFi #ScienceFiction

Variable

You think that RR Lyrae is a variable star with a period of about thirteen hours.

You don't know that that in reality it is an Angel who has not yet finished reeling from the slap the Creator gave them for their blunder.

Which blunder? Well...

#writever #MastoArt #FlashFiction #SmallStory #TootFic #MicroFiction

Variable

You think that RR Lyrae is a variable star with a period of about thirteen hours.

You don't know that that in reality it is an Angel who has not yet finished reeling from the slap the Creator gave them for their blunder.

Which blunder? Well...

#writever #MastoArt #FlashFiction #SmallStory #TootFic #MicroFiction

Variable

You think that RR Lyrae is a variable star with a period of about thirteen hours.

You don't know that that in reality it is an Angel who has not yet finished reeling from the slap the Creator gave them for their blunder.

Which blunder? Well...

#writever #MastoArt #FlashFiction #SmallStory #TootFic #MicroFiction

Variable

You think that RR Lyrae is a variable star with a period of about thirteen hours.

You don't know that that in reality it is an Angel who has not yet finished reeling from the slap the Creator gave them for their blunder.

Which blunder? Well...

#writever #MastoArt #FlashFiction #SmallStory #TootFic #MicroFiction

#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 125, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK

#Wss366 Tremor #TimeTravelAuthors 08/17. Does anyone travel to the future? What did they (or would they) think of it?

I made my way back into the meadow at the forest’s edge and sat down where I could see both the woodland path and the trampled circle below. Strawberries gleamed in the nearby grass, and I idly picked a few.

When I sampled one, a tart sweetness spread across my tongue, reminiscent of wild Écouves berries.

The Écouves Forest; that was an odd detail to remember. Even though I had forgotten my past, I still had access to a lot of random information. I understood that was common for people with amnesia.

The fruit was truly delicious, better than ones I’d had at fancy restaurants, like on the Hindenburg.

I stopped, and a #tremor passed through me: another memory! It was just a brief glimpse, but I could extrapolate from it. The Hindenburg crashed in 1937. I didn’t know what the current date was, but nothing like the sphinx had existed in the history I “knew.” This must be the future. Given the age of the monolith, it was the far future!

None of this made sense. Maybe none of it was real. Was I a psychotic patient in a mental ward?

I looked around for any sign that I was hallucinating. I pinched myself. It was a cliché test, but the pain reassured me. My chaotic memories were bizarre, but the world was stable, unlike a delusion or dream. The majestic trees appeared ageless, yet otherwise mundane. There was no sinister overlay to the oaks, ash, and pines. The grass smelled fresh and green. A wind with the subtle scent of summer brushed my cheek. It seemed idyllic. Nothing like the ravings of a mad person. Rather lonely, though.

I gave up on my speculation and followed the flow of my thoughts. I wished Emily were there with me. Yes, Emily! A vague image of a woman arose. She had bobbed, short, black hair, brilliant blue eyes, and a slight Asian cast to her features.

“Emily, Emily, Emily,” I said to myself. Was she my girlfriend, partner, or coworker? Whoever she was, she was important to me.

The last strawberry went into my mouth. She would have loved these. I almost heard her say, “They’re peachy; the cat’s pajamas.” Her deep-timbered voice blended with the sound of flutes.

At first, I thought I’d imagined the music. But no, the wind from the woods was carrying it to me. I wasn’t alone!

#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn

#Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

Okiku Part II (Airisu POV): Post 50
#Wss366 Warp #TimeTravelAuthors Whatever

“Hurry,” Sumika said, holding out the basket. “Lady Osakabe’s crows are coming.”

I looked towards the castle and saw black dots growing larger by the second. It was too late to escape, so I did the only thing possible: I hopped into the basket.

“Clicky, clack, crolark.” It was cramped and smelled nasty in there. The only saving grace was that I could peer through the #warped weave.

Mistress draped a kimono sleeve over the basket, and my panic swelled. I had to use the human portion of my brain to force it down, reminding myself that if I struggled, I would damage my wings and feathers.

“Ack!!!” I cawed.

“Quiet! They’ll hear you!”

This was hard. I considered sticking my head out. That would make things much better. Then I heard a jumble of large-bills cawing.

“I don’t recognise her,” cawed the first voice.

“She's an outsider,” responded a second voice.

“I sense magic. Has a kitsune possessed her?” asked a third jungle crow.

“We must tell the Lady,” the second large-billed cawed.

“Clicktoo, look for a kitsune,” a commanding voice said. “The rest of you fly to the Lady and inform her a spirit summoner lurks in the town. I’ll watch her and come later.”

There was the sound of wings and then silence.

“Ha ha,” I thought. “My mistress is so smart! We showed those stupid spawn of a cowbird.”

I peeked out between the willow lathes and saw we were moving down the road. That explained the basket’s rocking. Up and down, I bounced, knocking against the sides. It was all I could do not to swear or say, “Stop that, you lumbering ox!”

#TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore #Yokai

Prince Charming Part 1

#FanFic WanderingWitch #SnowWhite
#Wss366 Hedge / #GreeneryDay Japan

The day had started well. A gentle wind scented with verdant greenery stirred my hair. Bright violets bloomed along my path, mingling with yellow buttercups and brilliant orange poppies. Thrushes and titmice flitted in the #hedges. It was truly the kind of day where wandering the byways was a goddess-given blessing.

So wondrous was the day that I didn’t even mind the occasional burr that attached itself to my mage’s robes or the dense foliage that forced me to walk. The moss-covered path was easy on my feet. The occasional brook sang to me. Butterflies as bright as the star brooch of my profession delighted my eyes.

Who was this young woman so enamored with life?

It was me, Elaine the Wandering Witch.

#TootFic #MicroFiction #FairyTale #Mythpunk #NMFic