Challenge
Drabble me this. 100 words of fiction. Not 99, not 101, not 847. One hundred words precisely.
100 words of fiction. Not 99, not 101, not 847. One hundred words precisely. On choosing the winner, I couldn't care less about popularity and likes. I care about the storytelling. With a good side dish of solid grammar and following the rules of sticking to a hundred words.
Thunder Moon
Toby saw it first but he did not have the words. He raised his chubby fists above his head and hooted in delight.
Marcus glanced up from his book. "Look at the moon," he said in surprise. He stood and leaned over the sill, his nose almost touching the cold glass.
Lucy stared at the glowing orb. It was here. The thunder moon. Her 8/8/8 portal. Too soon. Much too soon.
"I've never seen..." Marcus stared at his wife's empty chair. "Lucy? Luce?"
But Toby knew. His wails pulled painfully at his mother's heels as she ascended into the portal.
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