Today: For All Mankind 5

La quinta stagione di For All Mankind riprende negli anni successivi al colpo all’asteroide Goldilocks. Happy Valley si è trasformata in una colonia fiorente, con migliaia di residenti e una base per nuove missioni che ci porteranno ancora più lontano nel sistema solare. Mentre le nazioni della...

For All Mankind 5

The fifth season of For All Mankind picks up in the years following the Goldilocks asteroid strike. Happy Valley had transformed into a thriving colony, with thousands of residents and a base for new missions that would take us even further into the solar system. While the nations of…

#Goldilocks #Valley

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#Goldilocks and Three Grim Fates: This One is Just Right

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#Wss366 #Mastoprompt #TimeTravelAuthors 25. Midnight?

Above me towered the bronze statue of Peter the Great, snow clinging to his horse’s back. In the background, the voices of a choir rose, drowning out the sound of machine gunfire.

          I stuck around St. Petersburg
          When I saw it was time for a change
          I killed the Czar and his ministers
          Anastasia screamed in vain

The cacophony was so loud that I almost missed the voice saying, “Папа, папа.” If it hadn’t been for the tone, I would’ve missed it. Claire was calling me.

I tried to turn toward her but realized that I couldn’t move. It was like sleep paralysis, where everything was frozen except my eyes. When I squinted to the side, I looked out over a sparkling white field, like a #park or city plaza. It was a flat expanse cut in half by a glass plane that curved overhead. Through it towered the distorted shape of a can of red bean soup. Beyond that, I could see the inside of the cabin facing the bedroom. Floating above it all was Claire’s distorted, terrified face.

Somewhere, a clock tolled the hour. Claire turned and walked toward the bedroom. The choir fell #silent, and the gunfire faded and vanished. Each booming chime broke the silence, stirring the snow. Large flakes drifted down, dislodged from the statue above.

In the bedroom, three shadows danced in the air like smoke from a plague pyre.

“This noose is too big.”

“No!” I silently screamed, struggling to move.

“This noose is too sloppy.”

Peter the Great grinned down at me, his once solemn face now leering. It was a twisted smile that all but laughed.

The clock struck midnight.

“But this noose is just right.”

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