Daily writing Prompts #50

"Once you have seen the head of a stone giant rolling down the street of your town, nothing much surprises you anymore." Archibald said turning away from the carnage that lay before the little group.

Daily writing Prompts #49

Matt lay his gun on the ground and stood slowly. This was no time for quick motions. He had not idea if the creatures in front him knew what the gun was, but it seemed a safer bet to leave it on the ground.

Daily writing Prompts #48

William stood over the body and wept. It was not the first time and would not be the last, but still he wept.

Daily writing Prompts #47

He was the king wasn't he? Wasn't it about time he started acting the part?

Daily writing Prompts #46

"The reserves?" the colonel asked making no effort to hide his disgust. "They sent us the reserves." He turned to face the man standing in front of his desk. "Look um Jack, I am sure your unit it fine and all but what we need are real soldiers not weekend warriors."

Through it all Major Jack Benson had remained silent. He had not even stiffened when the Colonel had used his first name instead of the proper title. He had not let his eyes stray from the position of attention as the shadows slid across the Colonel Millers desk. He did turn back as the glass from the picture window behind Colonel Miller imploded and three black suited, reserve, special forces men locked the room down.

Daily writing Prompts #45

"Where is your boot?"
"I lost it?"
"What, how do you loose a boot."
"Look you don't know what kind of day I have. The fact is that all I lost was a boot, and I am hear alive which is more than I can say for half the people I met on the way here, so could we just relax about the boot?"

Daily writing Prompts #44

It was not until his ears began to bleed that he realized that the club had a base line he could not hear, and that this was no place for humans

Daily writing Prompts #43

On a planet with no name

Daily writing Prompts #42

Jacob pushed the button to cut the engines for the last burn. With this last long acceleration cycle, they were moving faster than any man ever had before. He settled back in the seat, for the next few months there would be very little for him to do. He wore the pilots uniform, but Newton, Einstein and Murphy would be pulling round the clock shifts for until it was time to start the deceleration.