The box

(100-word flash fiction)

She hovered over the harbour. Like a benign wind fairy. Charlie, her creator, had painted the sky and clouds on her.

A large metal contraption that had been gliding over the water had stopped next to the unmoving land.

She zoomed in closer. The contraption spat out a pathway and then boxes after boxes started swaying at the tip of a large metal arm.

Then, right before her sensor, a box broke loose from the arm and fell.

It landed on the land and split open. Her camera went berserk as she recorded bodies, piled on top of each other.

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Continuing my fascination of looking at the world through the eyes of non-humans. This time it’s a drone (in case you were wondering 🙂 ) But couldn’t get much emotion in because I used up all the words in descriptions 😦

Nevertheless, I enjoy being part of the weekly meetup of fellow Friday Flash Fictioneers (ha! too many Fs 😀 ). All of us being shepherded by the fabulous Rochelle, who, unfortunately, is not addicted to fuchsia 😦

Note to Blogger bloggers – if I don’t comment on your posts, it’s because it’s too time-consuming to go through all the verification steps. But I do enjoy your posts 🙂

This week’s photo prompt –

PHOTO PROMPT © Fatima Fakier Deria