Despite my recent stumble with writing Micro Fiction, I’m eager to further explore the characters I created for my Patreon patrons. In Fortunes I introduced two young urchins, Charles and Lucille. However, these two are part of the larger collection of disenfranchised living aboard a space station orbiting a barren planet.
With those new characters swimming through my gray matter, I pinned Charles down and cracked open that character’s history. After skimming the brief history, I sat down and cranked out a few tales detailing Charles’ early life orbiting that harsh planet. The first tale highlights the circumstances of his arrival. The other two tales I’m crafting will come later on in the month, so stay tuned.
Meanwhile, come sit down and allow me to give you a mini-escape and kindle your imagination.
“Why are you ditching me here?”
The grizzled man drew his hand across his mouth as his eyes flicked toward the airlock. With a sigh, he wrapped his fingers around his son’s neck, offering a halfhearted smile. “How’s that? I’ve provided enough funds for you to enjoy your brief stay.”
“You’ll need me for this run.”
With a tired laugh, the father’s grasp squeezed and patted the boy’s cheek. “Charles, are you serious?”
“I’ve heard all the exaggerations about your glory days.” He shrugged out of his dad’s grip as his trembling fist rose. “Competition and security are greater than ever. And let’s not forget about your vessel.”
“What’s wrong with the Drifter?”
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