We watched them stomp across the water into the harbour; marching in a disciplined straight line, their giraffe-like necks moving backwards and forwards with each stride.
We were the last to leave; squeezed into the only remaining boat that was much too small.
The invaders made it inland and the screams became a howl; a frenzied cry of terror that carried over the water, past the broken statue.
Then another sound.
The motor on our boat coughed and died. Our eyes mirrored terror, then resignation as we waited while the current carried us back towards the screams.
For Friday Fictioneers. Hope you liked it 🙂
I like your story and I wish you well with your novel. I wrote one last fall as part of National Novel Writing Month. It was quite the experience!
Mine has been in the making for three years and it’s been ready to be sent to agents for a third of that time…my courage fails me! Good luck with yours 😉
Fire up that courage and send it in! Life is too short to not take every chance we can get. Or maybe self publish? That’s what I am planning to do with mine. 🙂
Very well written, very effective!
Thank you, Jan.
Sci-fi rarely ends well. 🙂 Good use of the prompt.
Thanks! I usually see Sci-Fi in most of the prompts and my stories never end well…so, you’re probably right 🙂
Good one. maybe Ton Cruise can save the day.
Woohoo! I had the ‘War of the Worlds’ sound in my head while writing the whole thing…do you remember that creepy sound the bots made while walking? It was a constant beat throughout the film – it set my teeth on edge real bad!
It was Tom cruise that set my teeth on edge. It was a good movie, tho.
I’ll never look at giraffes the same way. Good one.
Invasion plumbs our deepest fears. The fuel running out is a nice touch.
This… was… awesome! I want more!
I loved the terror in the ending 🙂
Great story! I love the ending.
Oh, love it…want to see the movie.
I can feel the indignation at the end. Great job!
Oh no! The color’s left my own cheeks for those refugees.