All Systems Go
“Close your eyes CY12 and think of your ideal place, somewhere you can feel at peace while we turn you off and recharge your batteries,” said a gentle voice.
So I remembered the old times, a beautiful sunny day, over a century ago, strolling along the canal with small boats waiting to set sail and pretty, colourful houses on either side. I heard my grandmother’s voice calling me home for hot chocolate and home-made biscuits, which were my favourite. Never more…
“All systems go,” said another, brisker voice removing the headset, unplugging my charger and resetting my bionic body.
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This is my contribution to this weeks’ 3LineTales on Sonya’s blog, Only 100 Words.
Pop over and join in if you enjoy reading or writing short / flash fiction using photo prompts (I love it!) You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page.
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I love this, Luccia. A wonderful idea.
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Thank you, Robbie. Imagination is an amazing thing. I really don’t know where this story came from. I just looked at the picture and started writing…
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That is the best way to write.
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