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Word count: 99
This was written with the prompt beaver slap provided by the Carrot Ranch’s May 30 Story Challenge.
It was called High Water: a deep blue liquid that gave a higher state of consciousness. Some users became aware of the web of life surrounding them, and having previously felt cut-off, became more connected to it. Others found themselves wandering around the cosmos among the stars…
The Authorities, of course, wouldn’t stand for this, and so stamped out its usage wherever they could find it. However, those who became reconnected to nature continued a deeper symbiosis with everything around them, while others gained a more profound understanding of the Universe’s workings. Not even the Authorities could stop that.
Word count: 99
This was written with the prompt high water provided by the Carrot Ranch May 1 Story Challenge.
I picked up the gun and put it to my head, then paused.
“So why are we playing Russian roulette?” I asked the others. They looked at me solemnly.
You see, I’m in my head a lot. When we sat down I assumed we were about to play cards. I began thinking about something that happened earlier, and then noticed a revolver was in front of me. I need to keep a better awareness of my surroundings…
I looked at them for clarification. Hoping I would get an answer.
“Less talking, more trigger pulling.” Said the guy next to me. I pulled the trigger.
I guess “Less talking, more trigger pulling” is where we’re at in this moment. I was struggling with a prompt and decided to tackle it via the absurdist route. While it didn’t solve the prompt issue, it did give me this.
All I remember is dark eyes. There was a knock at my door. The next day I awoke on the lounge floor, weak and sensitive to the light. I crawled to my bed and collapsed, falling into a black dream. When I awoke again, it was dark outside. I sat up slowly. My neck hurt on my right side. Standing up, the room spun around, but I managed to get to the kitchen where I gulped down water. Then there was another knock at my door and I couldn’t stop myself from opening it. Again, there were dark eyes.
Word count: 99
This was written with the prompt someone dark eyed provided by the Carrot Ranch April 17 Story Challenge.