‘Pull it back. You need to create a beam.’
‘Like this?’
‘Now hold it steady.’
The young boy concentrated, clutching the magnifying glass.
‘And you can kill ants like this?’
‘If they stay still long enough! Look, it’s starting to burn.’
The two boys stared at the piece of straw darkening and smoking.
‘Cool.’
The yellow strand sparked into flame, nearby pieces catching light.
‘Woah!’
They backed away, mesmerized by the blaze and their success.
The elder glanced up at the bales rising into the shed. ‘Oh, oh.’
‘What?’
'We need to put it out!’
‘Dad’s going to kill us!'
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
1 comment:
Oh, that's a very scary premise...
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