Fish and Chips PreludeStacey is drunk. Not quite falling-on-his-ass drunk, but enough for me to be a bit nervous. The ex-SAS sergeant is not a friendly drunk.
"You see, Jeremiah, this-- this is why you're lucky. You're im-- immort-- you don't die. Don't got to worry about no family tragedies."
He throws back another shot of bourbon before saying, "You don't have to-- to deal with heartbreak and tears..."
I sigh and drink my own shot. "First off, Stace, I've been alive for a little over a century. That's plenty of time to have my own share of heartbreak. Secondly, your granddaughter's just getting married, she's not dead. Thirdly, she's all the way up in Wales, so your woe-is-me act isn't doing diddly here. And lastly, for the love of all things unholy, could you get rid of that gun?"
He lifts the M4 and attaches a scope with the practiced ease of years of combat experience. Satisfied, he pours out shot number too-many and do
lakan-inocencio has a flare for interesting, idiosyncratic dialogue.
The judges loved the structure of the piece, the way the author used the
dialogue to paint a vivid picture of his two main characters, and the
(fairly) subtle introduction of the fantasy elements. Nicely done.
A Guy Walks Into A Bar ContestImage No. 2 - "Guns and Oranges"
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