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Parts in space and time…

Rolling through, what seems to be, time. All that is, all that was, are particles in time of visit. In time travel, we tend to wonder about each decision we made, each choice for shame. And the point is, here in this ship, everything moves, everything changes. Bringing Sal back to life will change everything, I mean this ship might just s-

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‘I Think I Have Too Much Money’

Scowls as I enter into the marble-decked hall I call my ‘second living room’. Jealousy maybe, or its more vicious brother Envy. As a man who has ever uttered the phrase, ‘I think I have too much money’, I have become used to the twisted faces of the people who were once humble. Strange to think, those in a less wealthy place would look at me with such demeaning distaste, fueled by the thought that chance (and not hard work) should have put them in the place of me. Well, I’m never inviting THESE people to my holiday mansion ever again.

 

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Prompt: Write about a single moment in time

He woke. It was sunrise. The sun peaked gently over the horizon. The bus hummed along a road skirting the Black Sea. Everyone else was sleeping. Pink light bounced neatly across the blue-black water which turned, churned, reflected in a frenzied mixing of color and light and shadow.

I should grab my camera, he thought. He didn’t. This, he decided, would be his alone. He made a silent promise that this memory would remain pure and perfect and true.

Three years on, he was shocked that he could no longer recall it with any kind of clarity.

– posted by Walleyed via Reddit

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