A sickle moon is gleaming.
Legs on the ledge, nerves suppressed by drilling.
He jumps, engages the chute – a jerk, then slowing.
His time airborne quickly fleeting,
He glides down softly, never knowing
The danger waiting out of sight and hearing
In years to come, a source of nightmare screaming.
Victor Bort is a Russian lawyer and a former police investigator in Saint Petersburg, Russia. Being crazy about the English language, he is trying to write flash fiction stories in the language he really adores.
The world below is screened by cloud. Above, the sun is glowing.
He faces emptiness, then overcomes his fright,
And like a stone is falling.
He counts… A jolt! The canopy’s unfolded! He’s soaring… And smiling broadly as he touches land.
He jumped a boy and landed as a man.
Victor is native Russian, and English is his second language. He lives in St.Petersburg, Russia, and by now he has had two pieces published on FiftyWordStories.com.
A second ago, I knew the answers to all questions a human mind might invent. I knew the true reason of everything in the Universe. I was omniscient, like God.
But I’m not any more. With my first gulp of air I forgot everything I’d known before I was born.
Victor Bort is Russian, and English is a lifelong hobby of his.
Flowers were everywhere. It smelled delicious in the newlyweds’ apartment.
It was from there that they’d planned to set out on their honeymoon journey early that morning. They hadn’t, and never would do it in their life, having been poisoned by the wine from one of the bridesmaids’ gift bottles.
Victor Bort is Russian, and English is a lifelong hobby of his. He has had some previous flash fiction published online, but this is his first time on 50-Word Stories.