An enjoyable read. Around here, all the ice cream parlors close for the winter, so I guess I'll just sit in the parking lot and if anyone asks if I need something I'll answer, “Nope. Guess I’ll just wait for Spring.”
I doubt it. The point of these microscopic stories is that they last for 100 words and that's it. So the most I can hope from them is a quick grin or thought and the reader moves on. This one depends a lot on irony, I suppose.
I suspect we've all had experiences like this, TJ. But this one came at a time when I was really looking for something to write about. Hence the "heaven" comment. ;)
It all began when I crash landed on this planet nearly ten years ago. The inhabitants, who were remarkably human in most ways, healed my wounds and enabled me to recover to full health over several earth weeks.
That was when I realised that the locals were incredibly fragile in comparison to me. My comparative strength made me a sort of superhero amongst them. This became my natural function and I took the name of Power Man.
Over the years a great sadness overtook me, however. There was no joy in saving the inhabitants anymore. Homesickness is a terrible thing.
Word count: 100
For no particular reason.
The prompt was an extrapolation from a passing thought.
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