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Extinction (Friday Fictioneers)

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Image by The Reclining Gentleman at http://thereclininggentleman.wordpress.com

‘2040,’ he reads aloud, ‘last living bird, the common sparrow, dies from avian influenza.’

He moves along to the next panel and taps the touchscreen.

‘2078: the last female crocodile in captivity, and last reptile known, dies of old age.’

He shakes his head in disbelief.

‘2123: rising water temperatures lead to the death of all oceanic fish and mammals.’

He takes a deep breath before moving to the next screen.

‘2236: last mammal on earth, male human living in southern China, dies age 98.’

He taps his antennae together thoughtfully.

And with a flutter of wings he is gone.

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I felt a little sci-fi this week since my short story ‘Meet the Martians’ was recently published in the StringyBark Future Times Short Story anthology (hard copy and ebook). It’s an exciting moment to see my name in print, especially in a genre I’ve never attempted before. But bring it on! There’s something rather exhilarating about predicting the future, especially a future that’s been taken over by insects…

Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image. For more information see: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/10/22/24-october-2014/

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Starting the climb (Friday Fictioneers)

Image by John Nixon at http://www.thesupercargo.com/

Image by John Nixon at http://www.thesupercargo.com/

‘Hurry, scurry!’ she says impatiently.

Her toes grip either side of the trunk and she pulls up onto the next branch.

She’ll say that to me one hundred and fifty-three times. As we ride our bikes along the pier in the rain, as I clamber through her window on a warm Tuesday night, as I leaf through the menu at La Petite Castille, as I muddle my words down on one shaky knee, as I work out the meaning of two lines versus one.

‘Hurry, scurry!’

But for now, she simply wants me to climb the tree.

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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochout elle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image. For more information see: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/03/25/28-march-2014/

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Want to read more from Jessie Ansons? Check my post on the search for the perfect Una-don called It’s a moray: My love for Japanese eel.

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