Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Grave Misgivings

Janx strongly detested being indebted to anyone for anything. Still, he was forced to admit that, without Talanda’s assistance, his situation would have been even more untenable than it currently was.

Having located the nearly-petrified remains of the Review Council, it hadn’t required any of his considerable expertise in xenobiology to determine they were well beyond any hope of revivification.

To his chagrin, it was Talanda who’d come up with the unconventional but brilliant idea of how best to dispose of the unfortunate Council representatives.

Using her considerably more superior skills in temporal displacement, she and Janx had hopscotched back and forth, disposing of the wooden remains all across the time stream of this barbaric world. 

In equine form, Janx had hauled the heavy wagon to the middle of nowhere before stopping. Thoroughly exhausted, he resisted the urge to bludgeon the grinning Talanda with the shovel and began digging instead. 

This story was written for the weekly Visual Dare flash fiction prompt: diverge. As a personal challenge, I have been stringing the prompts from week to week into an ongoing story. This marks the 11th such and previous installments may be found here


  1. Nice story continuation. I love the name Talanda.

  2. I read through all three of your recent episodes and I love how you strung them all together so well. Maybe an every-three-prompts plan is a good one for Janx? I love how you make his messes sticker and pricklier with every episode. :)

  3. I am going to make coffee and read this from the start - As always Jeff - excellent writing from you Sir...xx