Silver Dawn
The flyer would not stop. If it did the stresses upon it might tear it apart. Instead it would slow and she would have to run and jump aboard. That is after those who wanted to, had jumped off on the first part of the platform.
The flyer was cobbled together from several pre war items, its main body was part of a London Underground tube coach, the front third was from a bonneted railcar, whilst the rear third looked as if it had once been part of a personal carrier from a North Sea underground mine.
As the flyer slowed on approach to the platform, its various doors were heaved open, pale faces appeared. Five people were bundled off the moving train then she made her move, running as fast as possible parallel to the flyer, she grabbed a protruding handle and swung herself on board. As she staggered across the flyers floor she heard the doors being dragged shut. At first her untidy arrival was met with no reaction, until those present saw the facial tattoos. Members of the fox clan were rightly feared. At the next platform everyone left the flyer except Nexiv and infant human.
Footnote: At the moment I have limited time available, so I have adapted a small section from a failed story. It is a warm clear dawn in New England and I feel that I should be inspired. Hopefully there is time yet.
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Well, that was a breathless ride, great fun!
Sounds like EasyJet in a dystopian future.
Interesting look at transport of the future. I guess everyone is in a rush these days.
Thank you Iain. My original story gives glimpses of how the earth has changed and why, but that is over three thousand words long. All I will say, is that in this story, the earth’s crust is riven by deep jagged channels.
This is so much like a scene from the Divergent series with peope leaping on and off moving trains! For a ‘failed story’, that was pretty damn good!
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Hi Keith, I will look the Divergent series up. My Flash Fiction is a snippet from a longer post world war story.
I’m still trying to decide if you mean “flyer” as in literally a flying contraption or as in a train that just goes very fast. I see the image is more of a metaphor for a clan of people. There’s obviously a larger story to be told.
Hi James – a train, nothing can now fly on this planet. You are correct in that this brief snippet was part of a longer story which has not been finished
Well described Michael. I’ve been on a few journeys that felt like that!
I am sorry to hear that – in this futuristic story earth has been almost destroyed. Now only ramshackled railways link the surviving communities
You write interesting stories!
That is kind of you to say, the photo prompts are great as they let me recall some of the half developed stories from my past repertoire.
Hm, lots of interesting hints about the world here. I like the description of the flyer, too.
Thank you Joy, in this story planet earth is certainly different
I like the pieces of the world we are given here. Would like to know more. The given hints describe what sounds like a fascinating world.
Fascinating quirky and dangerous. I do hope this time and place again, thank you athling.
I like how you used the Fox in the story. It looks like it could be quite a bumpy ride. Seems foxes have a rather stiff reputation. Good story
So pleased to read your feedback. There is a bumpy ride to come for this character