
The meeting broke up early. You’d think it would take days to reach such a decision, but only fifty-three minutes had passed, I walked with the President in the gardens. On the lawn a peacock called, the sound rasping and full of anguish.
“All of them?” I said. “Must they all die?”
The President brushed hair from her eyes. It was a weary gesture. “You know the answer. If even one survives, this will get out.”
Beyond the walls, I heard the rumble as the tanks moved off.
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
What a superbly intriguing story. I like the staccato, laid back evil that came to the fore.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thanks, Neel .Are you sure they’re acting from evil intentions?
LikeLiked by 1 person
Decisions of the life or death of thousands, millions, taken by a handful. Chilling, whatever their reasoning.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes, indeed. But it makes all the difference in the world whether they’re making the decision for the country’s benefit or their own, doesn’t it?
LikeLike
It does, or it would, but since the rich and powerful rarely make decisions that don’t benefit them directly or indirectly, I have my doubts about their altruism.
LikeLiked by 3 people
I share your cynicism
LikeLiked by 1 person
Hard not to. The more we know, the lower opinion sinks.
LikeLiked by 1 person
No.
LikeLike
My ‘No’ was meant to be my answer to your question “But it makes all the difference in the world whether they’re making the decision for the country’s benefit or their own, doesn’t it?” I hadn’t noticed it would be separated by other responses!
But as I’m here…
Whatever the motives behind the decision, the people will end up dead. So, no difference at all.
LikeLiked by 2 people
During the second world war, the government had to allow the bombing of Coventry to avoid the Germans realising their code had been broken. The cold calculus is of numbers of lives saved divided by numbers sacrificed
LikeLiked by 4 people
Powerful stuff, Neil, with lots of questions left unanswered.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, I’m a big fan of questions
LikeLiked by 1 person
Dear Neil,
This reads like the intro to a larger story. You left me hanging with lots of questions. Good one.
Shalom,
Rochelle
LikeLike
Thanks Rochelle
LikeLike
An intriguing tale indeed.You’ve left us wondering who what when why where!
Click to read my 99 words!
LikeLike
Yup. Sorry
LikeLike
That’s a very menacing story, Neil, and extremely well written. I’m not even sure whether the narrator’s safe from the President’s desire for secrecy.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Penny. Suppose that what they were discussing was containing an epiemic outbreak. Would you feel differently?
LikeLike
Possibly. But you don’t usually treat an epidemic with tanks.
LikeLike
You might if you needed to incinerate a village
LikeLike
And so decisions are made by those in power. A great responsibility, I hope they have acted for the greater good. It might depend on which President we are reading about…
LikeLiked by 1 person
It might indeed. It’s not the one with the weave
LikeLiked by 1 person
Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown and similarly a weary president’s head may well lie uneasy – a terrible responsibility. Not all such people are villains. I really like the way you pull back into the human facet with the brushing away of the hair.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Whether she’s a hero or a villain is for you to decide
LikeLike
Peacock also seems to know the plan, Neil.
Fate is decided by a few and that too in such a less time…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Anita
LikeLike
Very powerful, Neil. What a contrast between the serene sense of place you created and the deep foreboding present in the President’s words.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Jan. I suppose you need serenity to plan mass slaughter
LikeLike
Gee, I wonder who the President could be?
LikeLiked by 1 person
If you work it out, she’ll send the tanks
LikeLiked by 2 people
Ah ha!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Why didn’t they just enjoy sitting outside at a nice table and just finish playing bridge or whatever.
Why did they have to mess up everyone’s day?
Ingrates!
Randy
LikeLiked by 1 person
Somebody has to do it
LikeLike
Ooh, political intrigue. Now we are left to ruminate on the who!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Excellent sketch. It could be part of a dozen stories, this moment in time. Well done.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Joshua. That may happen. I’ve just inserted one of last year’s FF pieces into the novel I’m working on
LikeLiked by 1 person
Fascinating, and totally believable.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks so much, Linda. I’m glad it worked for you
LikeLiked by 2 people
Neil, I’m going to lock the doors and bar the windows. It wasn’t me.
Great story Neil, with loads of suspense and very chilling.
After reading the comments, I’m even more afraid.
xx Rowena
LikeLiked by 1 person
Be afraid. Be very afraid
LikeLiked by 1 person
It doesn’t take much at this end!
LikeLiked by 1 person
What a cold- hearted murderer! I wonder what the ‘ this’ in ‘ …. this will get out’ is! But, that probably is immaterial now.
Intriguing story and superbly skilful storytelling.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks for the lovely compliment
LikeLike
This is chilling in its simplicity, and the peacock was a master stroke, just right for the mournfulness of the situation.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Sandra. I was rather pleased with the peacock, so thanks for noticing it
LikeLike
Ominous story. Captures the sort of cold detachment that must accompany such decisions.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Cold detachment was what I was aiming for
LikeLiked by 1 person
Sandra stole my line… I, too, loved the presence of the peacock. And I would hate to have to be in the president’s position – I’ll choose the only scenario that is acceptable to me. Must annihilate a source to save the masses…
LikeLiked by 1 person
You interpret her action as being altruistic. Many haven’t
LikeLiked by 1 person
I do. Because anything else would be unacceptable to me.
LikeLiked by 1 person
And so the fate of people hangs in the hand of so few people – sometimes just one. I hope he thought long and hard about it. Well told tale Neil
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Lynn
LikeLiked by 1 person
My pleasure
LikeLike
Such casual disregard for life, chilling.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Tracey
LikeLike
A terrifying look into the decisions made that shape our world. Is this anything like Tiananmen Square?
LikeLiked by 1 person
The scenario and the justification for the actiion is up to the reader
LikeLiked by 1 person
Chillingly brilliant.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Wow! Thanks!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Peacocks, although beautiful, have THAT cry. THAT cry which echoes and gets under the skin. Perfect background for a mysterious story. Good? Evil? May the best man/woman/creature win out.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Aww. I hoped you were going to plump for a scenario
LikeLike
Masterfully written. You left us thirsting for more. I could just see them walking through the garden.
Enjoyed reading the comments too.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thanks, Russell. I enjoyed the comments and the different interpretations too
LikeLike
Wow, Neil. From the peacocks to the tanks, this is just emotional and compelling. Well done.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks so much, Sascha
LikeLiked by 1 person
Great take. It certainly raises a lot of question about the uneven distribution of power, wealth and information.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks so much. Questions are good, I think
LikeLike
The thing that struck me is that the act (whether for good or bad) has been ordered by a woman and the female gender and this kind of destruction normally doesn’t go together. I too loved the peacock and felt the ending was well mastered with the tanks moving off. Lots of questions but so well written.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Perhaps the reason female leaders and destruction don’t go together is because there are so few female leaders?
LikeLiked by 1 person
No its the gender rather than the leader. Margaret Thatcher happily went to war as did Indira Ghandi and Golda Meir. It just goes against what we think a female is.
LikeLike
At least the President feels sorry for what must be done. Well done.
LikeLiked by 1 person
She’s very contrite.
LikeLike
I’m sure this has and will happen… maybe it’s been done with novichok instead of tanks.
LikeLiked by 1 person
And with information rather than tanks, probably. But you really need to growl of a tank starting up for a story
LikeLike
The hiss of chemicals being released can be quite ominous too
LikeLike
But nothing beats a tank with a flame thrower
LikeLike
Ooh, sinister!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yeahhhhhhhhhhh
LikeLike
Oooooo very ominous. You created a great vibe here Neil. Such an innocent setting for such a decision.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Laurie
LikeLike
Sounds like treachery is afoot. I do believe the narrater best watch his/her back. Good one.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks so much, Dan
LikeLiked by 1 person
‘The Greater Good’ strikes again. A chilling, totally believable story this.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks. It may be the greater good, or it may be a squalid cover-up
LikeLiked by 1 person
If these was the beginning of a book, I’d want to keep reading.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks. I can’t ask for more
LikeLiked by 1 person
;0)
LikeLike
It makes you think, about those secret meetings where one person takes the decision, I wonder about their sanity and lack of responsibility. Enjoyed this.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Or perhaps that’s the price of responsibility?
LikeLiked by 1 person
I sincerely enjoyed the intrigue of your story leaving me to wonder. The human touch, where she brushes the hair from her eyes, was was excellent. So many enormous decisions that must be made, I can’t imagine having that kind of responsibility. It’s a bit scarey too, considering the world scene today. Nicely done!
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thanks Brenda. I’m pleased you noticed the hair
LikeLiked by 1 person
suspense in so few words = nice = and we were just watching a rerun of “24” – this feels in the same vibe
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks so much
LikeLike
Played out like the opening of an action film!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I hope that’s a compliment
LikeLiked by 1 person
I have been accused of being a movie worm as well 😀
LikeLiked by 1 person
I think this triggers a debate about whether such decisions are okay if it is for the greater good. It’s always subjective. And that’s why I’m glad I’m not in such a position! Sinister story, Neil. Well executed, excuse the pun 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
I’m bringing the guillotine down on this discussion
LikeLiked by 1 person
Such a fierce story from the relaxing prompt. This leaves me wondering what is so damaging so many have to die…
LikeLiked by 1 person
I could tell you, but then I’d have to kill you
LikeLike
I had a feeling that might be the case. I’m happy to live on in ignorance.
LikeLiked by 1 person
The contrast between the garden’s tranquility and the rumble of the tanks outside brings out the horror of the situation. Powerful storytelling.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks for the compliment
LikeLiked by 1 person
I think your story tunes into the bleak and burdensome decision making that leaders make, where the options are least bad and bad. Well told.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Or also perhaps where leaders plot crimes in secret. It all depends how charitably you want to read the motives here
LikeLike