Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story, based on a photoprompt, with a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words or less. Post it on your blog, and include the Photoprompt and Inlinkz on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!
PHOTO PROMPT © DALE ROGERSON
Demetrios could have wept at the sight of Miseon, shaking with fatigue after her second six-hour spacewalk in twenty-four hours. Sixty was too old for such brutal labour, but everyone on Space Station L1 was working double shifts. Extra protection against radiation was essential.
All pregnant women had been flown to the Lunar Base; the rest of the colonists would have to endure the biggest solar storm ever.
Demetrios held Miseon gently.
“We’ve done all we can,” he murmured.
Miseon pushed him. “Go in the command area. It’s safer. It’s your duty!”
“No. My place is with you,” he said.