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This is Drabbletober, the podcast of tiny fiction.
Hello, and welcome to Drabbletober. This is episode 21, for Monday the 21st of October 2024, and I'm Elizabeth Guilt.
Your one-hundred word story for the day is:
Great New Ones
There'd been trouble at Mill 3 for weeks. Rumours, mutterings, machine operators thinking they could bargain with me for an extra penny or another break.
I sent men to break up their meeting. They found the operators chanting, fleshy horror already half-materialised in the circle.
I interviewed one of the survivors, fresh blood over old scars of missing fingers.
"How could you be so stupid?"
He stared through swollen eyes. "We worship Him."
"He cares for nothing. He will consume you, grind through everything around him, and never be satisfied."
He laughed bitterly. "And yet you chose to worship capitalism."
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Take care, everyone, and I'll see you tomorrow for episode 22.
https://www.elizabethguilt.com/drabbletober/episode21
By Elizabeth GuiltThis is Drabbletober, the podcast of tiny fiction.
Hello, and welcome to Drabbletober. This is episode 21, for Monday the 21st of October 2024, and I'm Elizabeth Guilt.
Your one-hundred word story for the day is:
Great New Ones
There'd been trouble at Mill 3 for weeks. Rumours, mutterings, machine operators thinking they could bargain with me for an extra penny or another break.
I sent men to break up their meeting. They found the operators chanting, fleshy horror already half-materialised in the circle.
I interviewed one of the survivors, fresh blood over old scars of missing fingers.
"How could you be so stupid?"
He stared through swollen eyes. "We worship Him."
"He cares for nothing. He will consume you, grind through everything around him, and never be satisfied."
He laughed bitterly. "And yet you chose to worship capitalism."
---
Take care, everyone, and I'll see you tomorrow for episode 22.
https://www.elizabethguilt.com/drabbletober/episode21