Twilight of Ares - Episode Eleven
A Microdose of Fiction Series
Twilight of Ares - Episode Nine
Twilight of Ares - Episode Ten
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“Package moves in sixty!”
The voices sounded a click away.
“You’re alright. Cracked ribs, some hypoxia–nothing major. Shocking for a fall down the garbage shoot.”
Gunnarsson’s eyes burst open as the medic injected the adrenaline. She stood silhouetted by LEDs bright as solar flares.
“Injecting Nanobots.”
Instantly, his chest burned as machines assaulted his damaged cells. Gunnarsson strained against the pain, which ceased with a third injection.
“Get him moving. We’re heading topside,” her director said, moving on to the next casualty.
A glass tank stood at the chamber’s center.
“Stay back!”
Gunnarsson refused the order and approached the specimen.
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Author’s Note
Welcome to A Microdose of Fiction, a series of genre fiction micro-stories that offer you an exclusive glimpse into expansive worlds. Every week, new installments and stand-alone adventures, all under 101 words, will transport you to far-flung worlds. I hope that these stories will provide entertainment while you sip your coffee and start your day on an adventurous note.
Make sure to check out the most recent releases of the current series, The Final Expedition and the Twilight of Ares, both of which will be pinned to my profile, and prepare to embark on a journey of imagination in bite-sized portions. Stay tuned for more exciting adventures to come!
The next episode of Twilight of Ares will drop on 8/14. Subscribe to get it delivered directly to your feed.
About the Creator
Matthew J. Fromm
Full-time nerd, history enthusiast, and proprietor of arcane knowledge.
Here there be dragons, knights, castles, and quests (plus the occasional dose of absurdity).
I can be reached at [email protected]
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