Unscheduled Maintenance

photos of an illuminated service sign used as a microfiction writing prompt.
Photo by Mike Wilson

One by one, they filed in. Azure dust coating their usual sheen, and joints creaking from the unforgiving strain of extra duties since our unscheduled landing. Nothing that can’t be fixed with a spray of WD-40®, but it’s the corrosive atmosphere that’ll likely be the undoing of the entire fleet; just now when we need them most to get out of this hell hole and return to earth.

 

Inspired by Sonya’s Three Line Tales, Week Thirty Six.

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