Democracy (99 word story) #FlashFiction #amwriting #scifi

Toying with the idea of confronting him, she settled on a frosty glare. She’d studied demographics on the screen, how he’d likely voted. Both considered themselves patriotic inhabitants, residing in shadows of metallic structures.

“Democracy,” he said, removing his helmet. “I’m entitled to vote Neptune out of the Solar System. We’re independent. Should never have joined those interplanetary bureaucrats.”

“Who do you think funded these?” Her eyes flitted to the web of skyscrapers and bridges, glinting under artificial sunshine panels.

“We’re unshackled.” He gestured to the galaxy. “Our future is brighter.”

“Who knows?” She stared into the dark abyss.

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My Special Day #amwriting #FlashFiction #100words #drabble

My bridesmaid helps secure the clasp of the gold necklace under my blonde curls.

“You look beautiful.”

“Thanks.” I squeeze her hand and admire our reflections, applying a touch more lip gloss.

“How are you feeling?”

“Nervous.”

“It’s going to be the best day of your life.”

“Am I doing the right thing? I’m too old for all of this.”

“You deserve happiness. Everybody will be thinking that.” She veils me with hairspray.

“We should have chosen a different venue.”

“No, the local pub is the perfect place to celebrate.”

She pours me more Prosecco. We clink glasses.

“To divorce.”

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