#8Sunday, Weekend Writing Warriors: The Burning Sky #5


Welcome Weekend Writing Warriors!


Follow the link above for some awesome storytelling.

Links to the beginning of this story:






The Burning Sky #4

A serial number or a name etched in its hide would be ideal.

The goggles were still around my neck so I put those on, and then my worn driving gloves from my back pocket. The tattered white underlet had no sleeves or collar; the heat had called for informal driving gear today, but I had a red kerchief wrapped loosely around my neck to catch the sweat. My trousers, tucked into knee-length leather boots, gave me protection if it kicked me, but if it went for my throat, I was done for.

Carefully, I picked it up. It made a sound between a beep and a squawk, and I almost dropped it in surprise. The mechanical’s legs began to move, to churn the air as if it was walking and knocked against my hands and arms as it did so. It wasn’t fighting me.



5 thoughts on “#8Sunday, Weekend Writing Warriors: The Burning Sky #5

  1. Christina Ochs April 12, 2015 / 10:18 am

    I just quickly read all of your snippets so far. This is some beautiful, gorgeously detailed writing!


  2. Alexis Duran April 12, 2015 / 12:26 pm

    Great picture emerging of both the narrator and the mechanical beastie. Can’t wait to find out what it’s up to.


Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s