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Everyday Drabbles #899: Tornado

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The tornado hovered hesitantly over the farmhouse. Once it touched the ground, everything would begin. Its high winds would destroy everything. It seemed like a big responsibility.
But the energy had to go somewhere, and it couldn’t hold itself together for much longer. In that destruction, there was the possibility for renewal and growth.
The weather system saw the tiny figures below scattering. Humans ran for shelters and locked their livestock animals in barns. Only a single girl and her dog were left outside.
The tornado reached out for the Kansas earth.
What’s the worst that could happen, it thought.

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Everyday Drabbles #898: The Living Statue

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The sculptor brushed a cloth over the statue’s face. It was another perfect masterpiece. All that was left was for it to awaken.
He washed the marble dust from his hands and thanked the gods for his mysterious gift.
He nodded to the painter as he left. He would have preferred to have his work untouched, but such were the whims of culture.
She set to work, gripping her brush lightly in gnarled old hands. She painted the eyes first and then the mouth. The statue yawned and blinked as her paints brought color and life to the dead stone.

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Everyday Drabbles #897: Beware of Dog

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The sign at the gate said, “Beware of Dog.” The technician stood in front of the fence, toolkit under one arm. He rang the bell again.
There was no answer, so he let himself into the yard. He rounded a corner and stopped short.
A dozen damaged robots, each still tethered to their dock, lurched toward him. They reached the end of their cords’ slack and reared up, growling and barking.
Each of their screens showed a snarling canine mouth. They definitely had the virus.
He’d have to work fast before any of them figured out how to get loose

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Everyday Drabbles #896: The Temptation

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The devil handed the sleeping man’s phone to the angel with some difficulty. “Listen, you want to know what he does with this thing all day, don’t you?”
“Well, sure. But this seems like something I’d warn him against.”
“Honey, do you even know what a comment thread is?”
The angel looked away, embarrassed. “Well, no.”
“Then you’ve got to study up, my friend.”
“When you put it that way, I should take a peek. For research.” The little angel turned on the screen.
The devil smiled. With his counterpart distracted, both shoulders were finally his. He got to work.

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Everyday Drabbles #895: Lord Raven

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Lord Raven stood atop his tower and looked down on the city. He could trace his lineage back a long way. His office building was a castle of steel and glass, but his ancestors had reigned from towers of stone.
He reflected that his role was not so different from his forebears, although he preferred the term Magnate to Warlord. The city certainly smelled better these days.
He gave himself a moment to imagine his descendants standing on taller towers, presiding over grander cities. He never considered that somewhere in the labyrinth below was a boy who would be king.

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Everyday Drabbles #894: Sunset Rider

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The rider appeared every evening just before sunset. They were a ghostly figure on a pale horse, washed in sunset colors ahead and silver moonlight behind.
I spent weeks trying to catch them, but their mount was too swift, their steps too sure, and by the time the Sun slipped below the horizon, they were gone.
One night I lay in wait and finally managed to catch the phantom. The moment I wrapped my hand around their wrist, the sunset paused.
I realized at that moment that the rider not chasing the sunset but heralding the coming of night.

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Everyday Drabbles #893: The New Senator

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The new senator accepted their stole of office with a slightly jerky bow. A cam in their lower back kept seizing, and they had put off replacing it.
As the first democratically elected automaton, they tried to enjoy the ceremony. After all, the election was only the beginning of their fight.
Many did not approve of equal automata rights, and threatening rhetoric was rising everywhere. The news feeds said violence was all but inevitable.
But experience had taught them that probability was what you made of it. They would execute their function to bring equality and freedom to the galaxy.

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Everyday Drabbles #892: The Dancer

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He knocked on the dressing room door, awkwardly maintaining the bundle of clothes in his arms. The dancer answered, looking cross.
“The King has asked that you perform for him tonight,” he said.
She looked down at the elaborate costume. “In that?”
“By request of his highness,” he replied. They both stood quietly as a cadre of palace guards marched by.
“We’re almost in the treasury. You only have to keep the king distracted for another night or two, Rosemary.” He whispered.
“Fine. But you all owe me.” She took the intricate and revealing bird costume and slammed the door.

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Everyday Drabbles #891: The Archfiend’s Library

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The dread archfiend Orbulax stalked through its ineffable library. The non-euclidean structure stretched to infinity, holding tomes of knowledge so blasphemous that even looking on their covers would drive a mortal being mad.
Orbulax ignored those dread grimoires, its eyestalks searching for a particular book. There was no librarian to assist it, although shadows and half-glimpsed forms flitted between the shelves. Orbulax needed no guide.
Finally, it placed a chitinous claw on a volume. Its bulbous eyes widened in delight. It had found what it searched for.
It just had to find out how Lupin pulled off his latest heist.

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Everyday Drabbles #890

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The great detective set the telegram down on the mantle and picked up his pipe. He looked down at the bustling London street below contemplatively. The irony of his long and storied career being hampered by legal loopholes was not lost on him. But that was all over now.”Well, Holmes?” His partner asked from the side chair. “What does the message say? Is it good news?”Sherlock crossed the parlor and planted a kiss on his forehead. “It is the best news, Watson. The news we have been awaiting. We are finally in the public domain! We are free!”

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