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and debonair
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The stakes seem high, but aren't really for the characters. The speculative aspect is vague. And then the twist is a mushroom joke.I know what was wrong with my 300 word and unfortunately, I submitted it before I had a chance to review my 75- and 100-word critiques and it suffers from the same incompletion problems as the others did.
So, I took a few days to rewrite it based on the input I received after my initial submission.
Your input on this revision? Thanks everyone!
The Dominant Spore (revised)
“Do you know what they are?” Sue asked, her flashlight shone on the large cropping of surreal glowing giant mushrooms before them.
Dave set his pack down and rubbed his chin. “It’s a parasite, Sue. And it looks like there are more appearing further up the mountain.”
Sue was speechless as she watched several more iridescent patches of light appear in the darkness.
Dave started gathering supplies from the pack. “They’re called Twilight Paint Palettes, and unless we stop them before sunrise, they’ll cave in the mountain side and cause an avalanche.”
“An avalanche? That’ll destroy the town down below!”
Dave gave a concerning shrug, “Most likely. So, we need to move fast.”
He handed her and small bottle and several bamboo skewers. “Watch what I do and pay attention to my instructions.” He advanced towards the parasite before them. “Dip a skewer into the bottle and then insert it down through the mass and quickly move on to the next one.”
Its vibrant colors faded as the colony melted. Sue moved away just as the ground surrounding it caved in.
“I can’t do this!” she nervously explained.
“Yes, you can Susan! Just stay calm and move quickly. And don’t fall into any of the sinkholes, the poison needs sunlight to neutralize it.”
Remembering her family and friends in the town down below, Sue took a deep breath and exhaled. “OK, let’s go.”
Throughout the night, they worked together while crisscrossing up the mountainside, smothering every glowing outcrop they encountered. And when sunrise came the town below stirred to life, unaware of the battle that occurred above them in their sleep.
“You have a knack for this, Sue. Let’s head down and get some breakfast, I hear the mushroom omelets are…”
“No Dave! I never want to see another mushroom again, thanks!”
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