Today’s story is a micro-fiction piece of 100 words. Last night I semi-randomly chose three words I wanted to feature in today’s story (tree, pills, leather). I also set a challenge of writing only 100 words, no more and no less. Challenges like these are always fun, at least for me.
Erin washed the pills down with the last half of her lager and waited. As her eyelids drooped she thought of the nanoids travelling through her bloodstream, toward her brain, latching onto her receptors. A steady hum tickled her ears. It was now or never. This would be her last chance to find the tree.
“Took you long enough.” Darren’s towering form loomed over her, one eyebrow arched, his lips a subtle mischievous smile. “Look at you! Leather this time.”
“I don’t have time for games, Darren.”
She had fifteen minutes to find the source and save their worlds.
© Amanda Makepeace