by John Xero
Saint Araxis (XI) is dead, headless.
He lies slumped across the tactical map desk in the war room of his battle barge. Little wooden ships, tanks and soldiers have been scattered to countries far removed from the current conflict. This redeployment has been recorded by sensors built into the oak desk and corresponding orders have been issued.
Quizzical transmissions are coming back from the front lines; the battlefield commanders are understandably concerned.
The assassin has been subdued, however, and the overwritual has been initiated; his memories are being overwritten by Araxis’ last backup.
Long live the immortal Saint Araxis (XII).
I like what you did with 'overwritual'. That was neat.
ReplyDeleteThank you, I liked that, too. It came up in one of my later rewrites (ha). =)
Deletecan't keep a good man down! Even without a head slumped on the desk
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Thanks, Marc. =)
DeleteI'm not so sure he's a good man... even if he is a saint... ;)
He lives to fight another day! Thank goodness for the backup programme ^__^
ReplyDeleteGotta keep a backup!
DeleteThanks, Helen. =)
Such a complete tale in so few words. Great job. I dug "overwritual" as well. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Aaron. ^_^
DeleteGives a whole new meaning to the phrase "Call for backup."
ReplyDeleteFear not battlefield commanders, counter orders are on their way. :-)
Heh. Can't believe I missed that pun! =)
DeleteThanks, Steve. =)
Hoorah for the backup! Great piece in few words John.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Cindy. =)
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