The Offensive

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Below the barren cliffs, bodies lay strewn all around on the white pebble beach become dark with the carnage. 
“Did they not receive the communique?” said the Queen dispassionately.
“Your Majesty, I posted the sign myself at the gates, as well as telepathically transmitting it,” the Queen’s Consort replied. 
“Maybe they can’t read?!” one of the others proclaimed.
Telepathically,” Consort repeated emphatically.
The Queen turned from the bloody scene and walked away while giving her orders. 
“This area must be sterilised, then revise and resend the message. Tell them; ‘All who enter Our Realm will be met only with destruction and despair! Your scouts will not return, your soldiers will be slaughtered, any who escape this wrath will only find isolation and starvation!’ Tell them, Consort; ‘You must seek your resources elsewhere, there is no place for you in Our Realm’.”
“Of course, Your Majesty–” Consort hesitated for a moment before adding reluctantly, “Shall we strengthen our borders as well? Take preventative measures?”
“Wait, you don’t mean poison, do you?!” another in the entourage exclaimed. “You want to surround us with poison?! What will happen to those we welcome into the Realm?”
Consort looked in the voice’s direction, “And who, pray tell, are they?”
With no answer forthcoming, Consort took his leave from the rebuked crowd and followed his Queen.

© Josie Kirkwood 2020

Previously published in ‘Tempest In Under 1000’ on Medium 27 April 2020. Revised 18 July 2020.

Micro-fiction is tiny fiction of up to ~300 words with 50-word stories known as ‘Dribbles’ and 100-word stories known as ‘Drabbles’. Often written to a prompt and tight deadline, these tiny stories provide creative challenge and an opportunity to experiment or write in different genres. Sometimes a lead into a longer piece of fiction.

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