Atlas Shrugged

Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….

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 Copyright –  Douglas M. MacIlroy

When the agency said I could serve my sentence on Atlas, I thought I struck a good deal. “Greta, your degree and knowledge in Geophysics is essential to the mission.” they said.
Our first winter lasted 3 years and we were not prepared. After the supplies ran out, the settlers turned on each other. Few of us finally made a pact…We would not make a move on each other, as long as our homes had the lights on.
I knew there would come a point when my other set of skills would become useful.
Time to turn off the lights.

71 thoughts on “Atlas Shrugged

  1. Love, love, LOVE this, Lore! If I remember correctly, there’s a crater on Mars named Atlas. But, the idea of doing what Greta did … WHOA! Awesome story. Five moons. 😀

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  2. gahlearner says:

    I add my voice to those who want to read more. With those few words, you created tension and a mysterious character, and an intriguing place/planet/world. Great story.

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  3. Fascinating psychology – on one level she is so wrong, but what is the point of all dying? I’m already on her side.
    Gripping stuff!
    (Think I’d have used a slightly different verb form:I thought I’d struck a good deal.)

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