This is a flash fiction challenge where you will be provided with a new photo each week, and the first sentence of a story. The challenge is to complete the story using 150-200 words using the first sentence below.
“In the compound on the hill, lives a man with a dream.”
For other fantastic flashes of brilliance just click on the little blue fellow below. My little piece begins after the photo.
In the compound on the hill, lives a man with a dream.
He is not the current owner of this lavish palace. He works there. He is the resident landscape architect for this fortified home. “My Yard Man,” as his employer calls him. A “Yard Man” with a terrorist background. A man who has many followers, some of who will sacrifice their lives to take control of this piece of property. The property that will be the headquarters of his upcoming terrorist campaign.
For two years now he, along with his many cousins who report to him, have been digging trenches throughout the compound. They have even built an elaborate terrace of steps that leads to the main house on the grounds. The steps his army will use to overrun this unprotected symbol of American decadence. His plans also include using the covered tennis courts to shield the helicopter that he has purchased from some friendly partners who share his beliefs.
His extended family of over two hundred are just a few miles across the border. Provisions have been hoarded over this time; enough to provide food and water for years. And also ammunition. They will need all the fire power available to them to fend off the returning Americans.
There is such an air of reality about this Danny. Scary stuff.
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Hope nothing like that happens!
DJ
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Great take on the photo. Well done!
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The yard man eh? Good story! Thank you for taking the time to participate, and stay tuned for next week’s challenge! Be well! ^..^
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My pleasure. I’ll check in next week.
DJ
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He’s certainly a man with a plan. Let’s hope the security services cotton on before he’s all dug in.
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Make a new plan Stan, hope on the bus Gus, slip out the Jack, no need to be coy Roy. I think he’s got all his bases covered.
DJ
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