By Swarn Gill
Darren watched himself hold his infant. A tender goodbye before entering the great unknown. What was he thinking? What kind of father did this?
It had been five cold years living in the shadows, and his build was now stringy, beard mangy, teeth missing. He wasn’t sure how he would make his wife understand, but was eager to enter the scene.
His experiment failed. He watched his tear-filled form enter the machine and vanish. Now cured of his obsession with time travel, Darren climbed through the window as if he never left. His child gazed at the strange face and wailed.
Like it! Packs a good punch.
Thank you very much!
Chilling, Swarn. Chilling.
Thank you Jack. Much appreciated. Thank you for reading.
Oooh yes. This is excellent Swarn! A full tale in 101 isn’t easy at all, and many write fragments, good fragments, but not whole stories like this one. You have my vote for best in show up to now sir.
Thank you for such wonderful praise Esme!
This is absolutely wonderful, Swarn! You built an entire tale within a hundred words. Just wonderful!
Thank you PK! I was particularly proud of this one! I am glad it is well received. 🙂
A brilliant piece, Swarn. You should be proud. 🙂
Thank you Victoria!
EXCELLENT Swarn! In just 101 words this fuels and ignites the adage that there is no such thing as failure, only (more?) opportunity. Or learning to fail better. 🙂
Well done Sir. Bravo!
Thank you Professor! Although I don’t know I was trying to send a positive message, more the costs of obsession, as it is certainly not meant to be a silver lining type of tale. 🙂
This is a great take on the time travel genre! I really enjoyed it 🙂 Hope to see more of your work soon!
Thank you Sabrina!!