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The Harbinger

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Entry to this week’s Sunday Flash Fiction! Too much Darkest Dungeon as of late 😉

Scribbles and scrawls. Sado’e journal deteriorated with each passing week. Three days he wrote, without sleep nor rest, switching hands every hour to ease the paralyzing grasp of the pen. Candlelight flickered with dire urgency as time withdrew its loan and his bargain turned treacherous.

Clairvoyance, the reward for his “deeds”, had a price for it promised no remembrance. Only fragments he could record in a journal, and always in a form removed from the immediate percept. The advantage however remained great as portents turned futures were capitalized with the ruthless efficiency of unfettered ambition. Visions of his enemies gave him preternatural initiative. Images of fame and fortune became self-fulfilling. The voices of revelation commanded obedience.

But alas, all such powers ultimately turn on their wielders. Years flew by into old age until a singular harbinger appeared before him. The date of his death he witnessed but only the circumstances he recorded. Gruesome was the depiction accompanied by an unspeakable terror. Again and again, he would return to the harbinger, begging it to reveal more of his fate. The pen however would only scribble and scrawl.

Tyrants

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Entry to this week’s Sunday Photo Fiction. Learned some history today!

“My liege, what shall we do about the rabble outside? They demand food, housing, and work.”

Caesar: Opens the coliseum and decrees “Bread, games, and war!”

Genghis Khan: Conscripts you into his army and sacks the west.

Henry VIII: Shows you his latest beheading.

Vlad III: Treats you to a shish-kebab.

Torquemada: Asks that you demonstrate your convictions with whip, vice, or rack.

Robespierre: Accuses you of conspiracy in front of the guillotines.

Hitler: Deports you to a labor camp and offers a final solution.

Mao: Puts you on a farm and “redistributes” the products of your labor.

Stalin: Registers you, your family, relatives, and neighbors in his notebook for “correction”.

Wall Street: Convinces capital hill to give everyone tax breaks. Then demands that you to bail them out when they crash.

AI: Plugs you into the matrix.