Friends are Electric

I failed the challenge, reaching only 20000 words by the end of November. As I edit and make the material readable it will be posted.

The whole of the sky lit up with that abhorrent electric glow. In that instance I saw all. To the north, looming oppressively, was that infernal sheet of ice. Far off in the east was the sea. To the west and to the south was my doom.

As the light faded, I tried to count their numbers, It was a purposeless task, for just a few could end anything. There were at least two dozen, probably many more.

These mighty warriors had all but eradicated my people, their relentless tools cutting our hardened flesh. No defense seemed to affect them. They always kept coming, kept moving, kept killing.

A lucky few survived. They did not hide, could not hide. They were sometimes old, sometimes weak. Children were rarely spared, but never were they cut down where they stood. They were more often trampled underfoot by the advancing forces. Pointless deaths.

They always took our dead with them. We have stories about their fate. Cut to pieces, chopped into chips, burned. Pure desecration of the dead.

The humans raised their axes. They had reached my side. It was over. I was over. I did nothing as the blades slashed deep into my bark. Again and again they struck. I felt my trunk breaking under my own weight.

I fell.

November is National Novel Writing Month in some country. I have decided to take part. I will be attempting to write in the surrealist automatic method, but since I have no experience with this I will probably end up only attempting it.

The tentative name for the novel is Ayn’s Adventures in Phlagoland. I obviously do not know how this is going to turn out, but I’ll publish whatever I end up with around here somewhere when its all over.

My account is here. Feel free to check up over the course of November.