magazine 001 – prompt, Eric Andre, Snowden,
PROMPT: “Like werewolves and serial killers, I prefer a fullmoon and clear skies.”
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A. Florentine and Rickets:
R: “What’s with the helmet and leather jacket?”
F: “I’m going out to ride my scooter.”
R: “It’s the middle of the night.”
F: “Like werewolves and serial killers, I prefer a fullmoon and clear skies.”
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B. A Last Goodbye to Balor Hammerhart:
The last flight of Balor Hammerhart was burned into Aeron’s memory. He’d been in the crowd of spectators watching the launch of the first Seed ship. He’d seen it arch up and up, then there was a flash of light so bright that the outline of the ship seemed burned into the sky. It was the last thing he’d seen before his eyes were permanently damaged by the radiation released during the explosion of the hyperdrive.
Balor’s last words rang through his mind, “Like werewolves and serial killers, I prefer a fullmoon and clear skies…” and it didn’t hurt as much as it used to. It seemed that he was finally getting over what had happened.
Seven years of therapies, surgeries, and sacrificed dreams and he finally felt as though he could let go of Balor and move on.
“Which is why I need to visit his grave,” Aeron said.
“But it’s all the way on Titan,” Saera said. He could hear the worry in her voice.
“Mom, it’s going to be fine,” he said. “It’s a short shuttle ride to the Gatestation, then a needle trip through the Eye. I’m only going to be gone a few weeks.”
“Still, anything could happen. It seems dangerous to me.”
“It’s not anymore dangerous than a trip past the Wall. Plus I’ve already hired a Security clone to act as my Companion.” Aeron held out his hand until … Read the rest “magazine 001 – prompt, Eric Andre, Snowden,”