Thank you to author, Elizabeth Ducie, who has taken up the challenge to write a story in less than one hundred words. Her response can be seen in the form of The Feast which you can read below.
We sit under cerulean skies, gazing at the picnic.
‘For what we are about to receive—’ I mutter
‘— we’re bleedin’ grateful,’ Billy interrupts.
We gorge on fresh-baked bread; salty butter, buttercup yellow; and strawberry jam, fruit whole and succulent. Milkless tea burns our tongues; extra sugar removes the bitterness.
Few sounds disturb the peace, save Billy’s smacking lips and contented sighs; the shriek of a curlew. We run our fingers through cool strands, bruised by careless boots.
We silently thank those who gave their lives—and rations. We stand, collect rifles, and re-enter the trench.
Well that was a bit of a surprise. Hope you enjoyed it. To find out more about Elizabeth’s writing you can visit her here