Photo by: Matthew Wright
Feeley whistled when he gazed upon the massive edifice of stone. It rose three stories easily.
“Yes,” said Warwick. “We built this as a safe haven for whenever the alien walkers attack.”
Feeley nodded solemnly. The alien Farnuche fielded war machines the size of office buildings. They pulped everything beneath their gargantuan feet. Anything that protected people from them had to be massive. Feeley felt that perhaps humanity gained hope with facilities such as this one. He squinted at the winding trench the edifice was built from. He said, “It must have taken a lot of work to build this trench.”
“None at all!” grinned Warwick.
“So how did the trench get here?”
“Why, this isn’t a trench. It’s a foot print!”
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Written for Matthew Wright’s weekly Short Story Challenge. Look here for the original post: https://mjwrightnz.wordpress.com/2016/04/19/this-weeks-short-story-challenge-15/
EagleAye
Hah! I have this vision of a tripod hopping around trying to scrape people off the sole of its “foot”… 🙂 Have you seen ‘The Great Martian War’? Giant walking tripods in WW1! Check it out if you haven’t – it’s very cool: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4CvFjetZ5lQ
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Man, these things are so big, sometimes they’re scraping buildings off their feet! That Great Martian War thing is awesome. I’m still watching. Great link. Thank you!
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Maybe things don’t need to be too big. Remember how much a lego can hurt when you step on it.
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Haha! True enough. What the humans need is some kind of Caltrop. That’ll teach those nasty aliens! 😉
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LOL when life hands you lemons, you make lemonade 😀
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No kidding. You do what you gotta do. 😉
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