It's time for some more Five Sentence Fiction! The word for this week is FABRIC.
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Chapter 43: Torn Fabric
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The fabric of the world began to warp and tear, at the mercy of an unknown force, and the sky caught fire with tendrils of red, blue, yellow, green, orange, and violet. They licked the starry heavens with ferocity, leaving all left behind on the planet to stare in awe and terror.
“What is it?” Ylana wondered aloud from her seat in the cockpit of their little ship.
Nara, who was undoubtedly exhausted by her harrowing ordeal, had wasted no time in whisking them into orbit when she heard of the impending doom. She had the ship’s sensors running, measuring all she could in the hope of providing an answer to that pressing question, but all she could say in that moment was, “I don’t know.”