Attack – Alastair’s Photo Fiction

AnElephantCant control himself here
He must have the courage of his conviction
Hopefully last week he learned
So he has returned
For another try at Alastair’s Photo Fiction

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Copyright Alastair Forbes

Copyright Alastair Forbes

Attack

The rebel troops creep forward, keeping low behind the mounds of dry twigs and bracken.

Their leader, self-styled Colonel Jack Stone, is out in front as always, directing his men with concise hand signals.
They are a small band, but utterly without fear.
They are brave to the point of recklessness.
He breathes in their loyalty.
He knows every one of them by name, knows their backgrounds, knows their families.
He can depend on them, they will follow wherever he leads.

His eyes are on the open door.
That worries him.
Is it a trap?
The consequences of failure are too great to contemplate.
He has no choice.
He must go in, and go in first.

Knees bent, he moves swiftly to the wall, pressing his back hard against it.
There is no sound, no movement from within.
He gestures to Theo, his trusted lieutenant, to take the other side of the door.
The others are close behind.

He steps inside, sweeping the scene with his laser.
Nothing.

Then a face appears from behind the bales.
‘Mum!’ he gasps.
Friends and family appear from all sides.
‘Surprise! Happy Birthday, Jack!’

When you are seven years old, every day is an adventure.

About AnElephantCant

An artist/writer/poet combination whose blogs reflect an approach to life that celebrates nature and takes a tongue-in-cheek view of most issues. So you get rhymes and doodles, photographs and comment. Irreverent and irrelevant. Occasionally funny, sometimes serious, mostly pointless. https://anelephantcant.me/
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19 Responses to Attack – Alastair’s Photo Fiction

  1. RoSy says:

    An exciting & fun twist!

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  2. nightlake says:

    a young tactician. a really nice read

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  3. Penny L Howe says:

    Excellent! Just wonderful! 🙂 xx

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  4. julespaige says:

    Wonderful. We are so serious following each word with baited breath…to find out it’s time to blow out candles. Superb!

    I once got those candles that relight for my hubby. Didn’t tell anyone, my mistake I guess…our youngest pipes up – “Hey those candles look different are those the kind that you can’t blow out?”
    So much for surprise.

    May we all continue to remain adventurous and young at heart. Well done, my friend.

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  5. Eleenie says:

    Very descriptive and a great ending, I liked it a lot!

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  6. emmylgant says:

    Fabuleux! J’ai eclate de rire a la fin de ton histoire. Tu n’arretes pas de m’emerveiller…et pourtant, cela fait un moment que je lis ton ecriture! J’applaudis l’aventure, l’ecrivain et le poete.

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  7. bulldog says:

    This is brilliant as Alastair says… what a punch line…

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  9. Alastair says:

    That is brilliant beyond brilliant ;-D

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