Friday Fictioneers – Playing my part

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Beyond that door lies the future. Once through it, nothing will ever be the same again. The thought clutches at me with cold hands. They expect me to lead, but I don’t know how to be a hero. What if I pick wrong?

All that comes is images from movies. Once more unto the breach. Go, go, go. This seems to work. They follow: I play my part by playing the part. I’m even dashing. And it turns out, as we take the town for the Motherland, killing is pleasurable.

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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

46 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Playing my part

  1. Amazing really. That modern countries demand peace, but only on their terms, which makes war inevitable with those who disagree. The First through the door gets a taste for destruction and know their time is numbered.

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  2. That’s an interesting switch at the end, but I imagine not an unrealistic one. I enjoyed feeling the range of emotions with your character as they analysed. They can train you for everything except the real thing, right?

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  3. I taught history for many years. One thing you learn, if you’re paying attention, is that history is simply the record of man’s inhumanity to man. From the beginning, one people-group has decided it should own someone else’s land, and waged war to make it happen. People have been pushing other people all over the map forever. Nothing new. It’s just that here in the States, we’ve been somewhat isolated, until recently, from having it happen within our own shores–and I’m speaking of modern times, here, not ancient history. Since the Civil War, we in America have not waged war on each other–at least not with tanks and guns and nuclear bombs.

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  4. Killer close there, Neil.

    You are hereby invited to join the new Unicorn Challenge (Min Min no more!) hosted by Jenne and (sort of) me.
    Photo prompt every Friday, up to 250 words.
    Love to see you there, auld yin.

    The Mother

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  5. Very dark. A logical progression, too. If you’re getting so deeply immersed into the role of war hero, the humanity gets lost on the way. These deaths are real though and I don’t envy him coming to his senses eventually.

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