micro-fiction - home
Trying out a little micro-fiction. This baby has been sitting in my computer for a couple of years. Time to dust it out. Doesn't look too micro, isn't it?
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It was Christmas again, how he wished he was at home with his family, and his dog, by the fireplace. Just his luck, the ballot for the limited seats on the flight home was unkind. A video conference with his family later will do. Still, it was not so bad. His fellow miners had even managed to whip up a rare Christmas meal, with a roast turkey thrown in. He smiled and looked out of the dormitory window. It was dark outside, as usual. And hanging in the black sky, like a piece of cut blue jewel, his home. Earth.
25.12.2010
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100 words exactly
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2013
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It was Christmas again, how he wished he was at home with his family, and his dog, by the fireplace. Just his luck, the ballot for the limited seats on the flight home was unkind. A video conference with his family later will do. Still, it was not so bad. His fellow miners had even managed to whip up a rare Christmas meal, with a roast turkey thrown in. He smiled and looked out of the dormitory window. It was dark outside, as usual. And hanging in the black sky, like a piece of cut blue jewel, his home. Earth.
25.12.2010
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100 words exactly
Shared on Poetry Pantry #181 at Poets United.
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2013
Labels: christmas, family, microfiction, sci-fi
posted by dsnake1 at 11:22 PM
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