I was enticed by the low price to enter and the challenge to form a coherent story in only 100 words. I’m overall proud of my submission, and once again got an excellent slate of requirements. This time my genre was Sci-Fi with the required action “meditating”, and the required word, “puncture”. I hope you enjoy reading my #MicrofictionChallenge100 submission. If you have one also, I’d love to read it.

Wasteland Morning
Tusks.
Low Growl.
Deep snort.
I’ve seen monsters; heard their terrible noises. On this planet of dust, hot suns, and endless wastelands I scrounge like a rat. I’ve managed to hide my ship in a cave, covered it in rust-colored…earth. I must repair the damage before they find me. This land isn’t livable for the long-term, not for a human. It used to be—there were people once. I meditate on their ghosts while scavenging scraps in the hour-long night.
Almost complete.
Tap Tap BANG.
They’re here.
Massive white tusks puncture the ship’s door.
Low Growl.
Deep snort.
It’s over.
Love this! Reminds me of something from Star Wars. Good luck in the competition!
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Thank you so much! I’ve definitely seen a lot of Star Wars, Star Trek, and Stargate SG-1.
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