The excitement was palpable within the rebel camp. The leader jumped up onto the stage to give a pre-battle motivational speech.
“On this frosty December morning,” he began, “I’m not here today to regale you with my words. We face a fight for our nation’s destiny. We are outnumbered and outgunned, and I must be honest with you, the odds are stacked against us. And if we fail today, life as we know it in the nation we love will be over, so our mission can’t be any more critical.”
A murmur rose among the ragtag group of rebel volunteers. “But should we prevail today, the tyrant will soon be sailing off into the yellow sunset,” the rebel leader shouted out. “So, men, let’s gird our loins and fight for our futures. We must breach the barricade!”
(136 words)
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where we are challenged to write a poem or piece of prose using the word “barricade” in exactly 136 words. Also for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (excitement), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (stage), Your Daily Word Prompt (regale), Word of the Day Challenge (frosty), The Daily Spur (sailing), and Daily Addictions (yellow).
And so! History repeats itself! Nice take on the prompt and very appropriate 🙂
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It alway does seem to repeat itself, doesn’t it? We never learn.
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And we never stop saying “We never learn” 🥴😏
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That is an unfortunate truth.
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Uh huh..
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Brilliantly done.
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Thank you, Sadje.
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You’re welcome 😊
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