Discussion -- 300 Word Challenge #8

Just written something and it's come in at 261 words, first go. I think I'll go read the others before I post, just to check the tone of these things.
 
I've gotten my story down to 347 words, I just noticed that this challenge has given me the ending to my trilogy. Hopefully people like the post for the challenge it'll give me a feel for if the imagery will work in the real story for my wip.
 
I'm impressed, Mouse, you got food in.

Well I'm in. All I have to do now is wait - yet again, for the voting to open.
 
Mouse! That's the food I saw, when I went looking to see what you might be thinking of. We call them "waffle fries" here. :D
 
Well, that's me in. Wound up trying my hand at some rhyme (not sure where it came from though). Some really good stuff posted already, looking forward to reading the rest of the entries as they appear.
 
Blast you, Luiglin! Your story is pretty much exactly my first idea! :p

*Wanders back to the drawing board*

Apologies. I normally try a more upbeat tale but couldn't work one this time. Great minds and all that jazz though :)

As I said to Perp last month there's always a Plan B.
 
Crikey things are getting busy around here.

I've got comments to think about now and a story...

(I'm not even going to think about the 75 word challenge I haven't entered yet.)
 
Felt like a break from revision so had a go at this, first challenge I've done in a while.
 
Glen – Managing the tricky feat of using futuristic terminology in such a manner that it does not seem out of place, rather it seem natural and normal. It captures an action sequence to perfection, really making the feel of an alien invasion, of the need to fight and stay alive, to not be killed and then delivers the perfect twist. These are not aliens, the war as always is man against man. A downbeat but true conclusion. As long as we make weapons the war will never end.

Springs – A totally different interpretation of the photo and a wonderfully ethereal story told perfectly. Perception belongs to the eye of the beholder, to one what is a wreck becomes the remains of something wonderful and otherworldly to another. Of course a question could be asked as to whether, in this instance the vision is a true seeing by someone with a connection to forgotten realm, or rather a rather maudlin look at mental illness and the stigma it carries. Or it could be both? Could the Sight be seen as illness to those too closed minded to understand?

Talysia – What a powerful, wonderful tale that is in some ways an analogy to the way we have treated the environment. It would be so easy to use our resources to removes something that seems to be nothing more than a menace, a threat to the way we live our lives. But sometimes there is a reason for these things, a natural balance that can be upset when it is sent too far out of kilter. And here we learn that truth, a world doomed in removing a threat, that was providing an ecological service that was beyond compare.
 
Thank you, a pleasure as always - how can it not be with stories of this calibre?

Luiglin – I would not be surprised to discover a number of different interpretations for this particular entry, but for me it is a dead soul wandering along a beach that leads nowhere, unless you are lucky enough to have gained payment to Paradise. And our poor protagonist has not. Instead it his fate to join with the countless other lost souls, forever wandering the beach as they ruminate about what might have been.

Ratsy – Once more the sins of the past reach out to the present, and once more it seems that the modern age must pay for crimes it has committed. There is just enough uncertainty, that little hint at the end that gives the story an extra layer. These people/creatures coming for their revenge have indeed grown powerful, but it seems as though they are not fully prepared for what they will find. The wonders of a technical age – will they be too much for them or will they fall to machine and science?

Mouse – A story that perfectly captures the emptiness of the world. It seems to be in black and white except for the memories which are vibrant colour. There is a feeling of the protagonist being trapped and those last two lines lead me to believe for him there is no escape. But it is more than just that, there is so much character in this piece that it makes it feel real. It is something that paints a picture, eminently readable, telling the story with ease. He may have forgotten how to speak, but he most certainly has a voice.
 

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