Checkmate
Issey recalled a day deep in her past, a day, of packed lunches and fresh orange juice. What Issey was unable to recall was how many centuries had past since that day. The day she had walked into the Dark Force headquarters.
She had signed their documents, then taken a elevator down sixty floors. Laboratory after laboratory had become open to her. But at some point Issey had crossed over from researcher to laboratory experiment. Decades then centuries had passed. She lost touch with reality, until she was undertaking the Forces dirty work, which became de rigueur, that was until today.
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That’;s a lot of story packed into so few words
Thank you Neil…A full length story about Issey and Storm, has been niggling at my muse for quite some time, but I do not at the present moment have the drive to write a novel.
Write it, man, before it escapes
Now that would be a task and a half.
Now we are left to wonder what dastardly deeds she now does…
Sorry Dale… Unfortunately a full length story about Issey and Storm, has been niggling at my muse for quite some time, but I do not at the present moment have the drive to write a novel.
Dear Michael,
Highly imaginative leap from the prompt photo. Way to go!
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you so much Rochelle …A full length story about Issey and Storm, has been niggling at my muse for quite some time, but I do not at the present moment have the mental drive to write a novel.
Funny how that simple memory from long ago could lead to everything unravelling.
I find it strange how some memories survive whilst others fade. A full length story about Issey and Storm, has been niggling at my muse for quite some time, but at the present moment I do not have the drive to write a novel.
Interesting concepts, Michael.
At the moment Issey and Storm’s story must remain just a concept. As at the present time I do not desire to write a novel about their adventures, much to my muses frustration.
Ah, ok. Maybe some day!
The world is full of marvellous places. There are so many I know I will never reach. So I enjoy what is on my doorstep. Today the air was crisp and I saw a fine Heron. Such things please me.
Ooh, I wonder what happens today? She rebels perhaps…
I believe that she does … But at the moment Issey and Storm’s story must remain just a concept, for at the present time I do not desire to write a novel about their adventures, much to my muses frustration.
Fresh orange juice has become a luxury in this day and age of processed and packaged food. Issey had signed a contract with devil. Now no point regretting.
That is true… At the moment Issey and Storm’s story must remain just a concept. For at the present time I do not desire to write a novel about their adventures, much to my muses frustration.
As open ends go that’s a biggun’! Nice one Michael.
Thank you Keith, At the moment Issey and Storm’s story must remain just a concept. At the present time I do not desire to write a novel about their adventures, much to my muses frustration.
There’s so much more to know, Michael.
Isodora At the moment Issey and Storm’s story must remain just a concept, for at the present time I do not desire to write a novel about their adventures, much to my muses frustration.
Ooo intriguing. Will there be more?
Sadly not at the present time Tannille… At the moment Issey and Storm’s story must remain just a concept. for the present time I can not bring myself to write a novel about their adventures, much to my muses frustration.
So many stories too little time!
Scary Halloween story. Issy isn’t Issy any more, I think.
Thank you granonine … Sadly at the present time, Issey and Storm’s story will remain just a concept. for the moment I can not bring myself to write a novel about their adventures, much to my muses frustration.
Seems like they trapped her into being an experiment. Love the creative leap you took!
Thank you so much Fatima… At the moment Issey and Storm’s story will remain just a concept, as I can not bring myself to write a novel about their adventures, much to my muses frustration.