A NICKOLAS
I am talking to a ghost
A mere hollow shell of his former self
Nikolas was a brave man
he slew beasts
Mythical beasts
But now
He lives
alone and old
in the fireplace
He smokes his cigars
He burns them up
and watches that ashes fall
on the ground
as his life fell before him
It all started in the year 2349
When the aef
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attacked
Nikolas planet
A small, lovely planet
the kind you would grow tomatoes on
and start a small family
Nikolas lived there
With his spaceship
He was no match for their beams
of solid steel
they shot down on his wirld
he managed to escape in this shuttlepod
They pursued him for 9 days
And then Nikolas took cover in the sun
The radiation clogged their sensors
Until finally they gave up
But nikolas left his planet
and his cummerbunds
and He sought refuge in a
Dwelling of his wartime-comrade
And there he dwelt
Until one day
As he watched his last cigar dissapear into the ash-heap
He decided the time was ripe for the picking
Like a flower in bloom
He repaired his ships
a fleet once mighty and proud
Now weathered be torrential wars
But still firm and loyal
As the day they were wrought
He boarded them
With a small contingent
of old comrades, long begotten
and they launched into the abyss
until they saw the enemy's patrol ship
Yes, the very same one that had obliterated this planet
his cummerbund-planet
and he fired his telons
they easily and smoothly penetrated the weak hull
Of the enemy's long-obsolete
Shuttlecraft
And then
Yes!
Victory was had
And now Nikolas lives on a grand planet
With Two cummerbunds!
One for special occasions
and one for everyday use
3 comments:
I can think of no better ending. I've always dreamed of having dual cummerbunds.
It could be a good story, but you made it your david-esque style of not making sense.
It was a good story! I also liked the ending.
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