Flash Fiction Tale Weaver Prompt: Making Sense Of Nonsense

“Hey, Dad, I’ve seen things you wouldn’t believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die.”

“What are you babbling on about, son?! Can’t you see I’m in serious fear for my life here?!”

The youngster got down on his hands and knees to peer over the edge.

“Sorry, Dad, this just reminded me of something I watched on Netflix”, he said.

“It wasn’t about mountain rescue by any chance?!”, yelled his father, rather too angrily, the boy thought.

“No”, he replied, “it was an old sci-fi movie…”

“Look, son, forget about movies! I’m in… serious trouble, I think…. I can’t.. hold on much longer. Son? I want you to take care of your mother! Promise me this! You’ll need to quit school…”

The boy didn’t mind the sound of that. He wondered how long exactly his father had got? How soon he could quit school.

“Son, you’ll need a job, a good steady job. Here, take this saw, it’s all I have to give you. It’s a good one. You go to Wilson’s now, he owes me; get a job as a carpenter! You hear, son?!”

The boy leaned down and took the saw.

“You hear me, son?!”

“Yes, Dad, I’ll look after Mom. I promise!”

“Bye, son”

“Bye, Dad”

And then, with a wink, the old man let go of the twig.

(253 words)

For mindlovemiserysmenagerie: tale weaver #174 Making Sense of Nonsense
Prompt: Use the above image as a basis for a tale that maybe explains the image as being deeply metaphorical or just plain silly.

Image provided by Pinterest.

acknowledging Ridley Scott’s Blade Runner for the opening lines.

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