The War – Sunday Photo Fiction

The War – Photo by Alastair Forbes

“Area secured?” the General asked.

“Confirmed, secure General,” said Corporal Green.

“What are the visual details Corporal?”

“There are bodies, lots of bodies on the ground, Sir. All is still at the moment, Sir.”

“What do you estimate our losses are, Sir?”

“Maybe 1,000,000, Sir.”

“What is the estimate of their losses?”

“Sir, I believe that the number would be in the low thousands, Sir!”

“We must do better. Next time, perhaps.”

“What are our orders if you please, Sir?”

“Everyone rests now, Corporal, as you have done well.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

The General left his perch, and headed towards where he saw water. Taking a drink, he heard a whoosh! In an instant, he was dead.

Al sat up, looking at smashed grasshopper on his hand. He picked up his camera equipment and looked at the carnage around him. No one would have thought of them as deadly creatures. This was one story that would make the history books.

Looking at the dead around him, Al felt lucky to have survived. Who knew these little creatures could be so vicious. At last, it was over.

Pretending to be dead, a remaining short horned grasshopper looked up at the man above him and thought, “For now we go underground and in 40 years when we return, we shall prevail!”

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Sunday Photo Fiction

Thank you to Alastair Forbes of Sunday Photo Fiction for the great photo that inspired this story, and to you as well, dear reader, for taking the time to stop on by! Be well… ^..^