I’m back with another snippet for this WEWRIWA (Weekend Writing Warriors) thing.
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This scene is from not long after my 4th WeWriWa snippet, where our hero is piloting his badly mauled ship through low orbit at ludicrous speed, trying to evade the pursuing navy, and with an almost empty gas-tank. He decides that if they can’t reach port, and they can’t escape… well, they’ll just have to crash?
Yes I thought. There is always a Plan B.
“Ready all prow cannon,” I ordered. “Full charge.”
“Plan C instead?” asked the ship, but it did as ordered.
From either side of the bridge there came a sound, like two freshly plugged in fridges, each with a compressor the size of a Giraffe.
When we were so close I could almost brush the dome with my eyelashes, I pointed and screamed the command.
That’s it for this week’s eight. Looking forward to checking out what everyone else has posted!