The Empty Country (150 word flash fiction – Visual Dare)


man bike cats

His legs felt like overstretched elastic and his lungs crackled and burned like a campfire.

He had been pedaling for hours through the cobblestone streets.

His hands had grooves worn in them from the grips on his handlebars.

He had been riding for days through this burnt out husk of a country.

Twice this week he had been woken up by the terrible feeling of a pack of feral dogs trying to make a meal of him. He had run then, too shocked to get to his bicycle in time. Climbed onto a balcony where they couldn’t reach  until they lost interest.

He was almost out of food now.  The canteen he had pulled off of a dead corpsman and filled with rusty green fountain water was nearly gone as well.

He hadn’t seen anyone alive for nearly two months.

Even then he had to run to survive the blows.

Again a prompt from another blog.  This from VisDare and the prompt was the picture above.  I’m pretty sure the originator asked for whimsy, but I felt it going another way.  Then again, I just like dark prose so… sue me 😉

 

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6 thoughts on “The Empty Country (150 word flash fiction – Visual Dare)

    • That really means a lot – I do believe that’s my first Bravo as well so that’s kind of cool 🙂 Hopefully the future work stands up to your approval. I shall do my best!

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