Drabble Wednesday: Space and Time

Back to Drabble Wednesday this week with three new stories.

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Silence envelops the endless night in the lingering aftermath of the War.
We stand on the hill under the starless sky, all the light of worlds beyond extinguished. Our air is smoke and ash, and smells we care not to name. Our eyes no longer see, and that is a blessing.
I, alone, glimpsed the horror, moments before the culmination. The screaming, the destruction, the death. Memories seared in my thoughts as we keep watch over a dead world.
Those that died are the lucky ones.
Pity we who were encased in eternal stone and stand vigil on the hill.


I’m drifting in space, locked in an escape pod, a tin can, really. All alone, no idea where I am. An attack, evacuation, and then here. My ship is gone, the pod was damaged. No communications, no navigation. AlI I have is a window to stare through. The view is beautiful, though.
I’m surrounded by beauty. And death.
The pod is so noisy. Clangs and thumps and hums and hisses. And all I want to do is sleep.
I’m so tired.
But if I sleep I won’t wake up. I’m pretty sure that hiss is the oxygen leaking into space.


What day is it?
I don’t know. What year?

Am I alive anymore?
Falling, falling. Always falling. Pompeii fell. So did Rome. Was I there? Did I see it? Maybe, maybe. I’ve been somewhere. And I always see her face. Dark eyes haunting my thoughts. And my fleeting memories.
Where am I? What day is it? What year…

“Any progress, Doctor?”
The dark-eyed woman shook her head. “No, he is still vacillating through time. The fluctuations are stable at least. No danger of implosion.”
“Too bad, but any data will help. The new test subject is ready for the experiment.”

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