He blinked.
“How long have I been asleep?” he asked, his voice croaking and previously unused.
“Exactly one century” answered a voice with practiced calm.
He took a moment to process the news.
“Then, my friends… my family… they’re all…”
He was met with a solemn nod.
Tears broke his eyes.
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Many thanks to Sacha for running this challenging over on her weekly Writespiration. The prompt this time was 100 to celebrate 100 Writespirations; a pretty awesome achievement! You’ll also find my entry for last week on there, or you can find it at The Lost Things: Writespiration #3, along with many other wonderful 52-Word-Works!
Clockwork Clouds 
Ohhh this is awesome – this has mega story potential – what happens next? I can’t imagine it happening to me, I’d be devastated but still… what a hook.
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It’s one of the reasons I love these shorter prompts… Can try and write something just tantalizing enough to make people want more. Great practice for working out certain story ideas!
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Couldn’t agree more 🙂 plus nothing better than the art of being concise 🙂
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My first thought Shaun, was I wonder who would be top of the Premiership (football). It’s funny how our minds work differently. Nice post.
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In reality my mind would probably go towards: “What fancy new technology exists?” haha.
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Good one. I found this one hard.
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I had a few ideas, but nothing really resonated in 52 words… Will check your entry out!
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Funny you should have had problems too. I wonder why that is? Too restricted an image maybe?
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Imagine that…being asleep for all that time and missing the lives of your entire family and everyone you know.
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Sad isn’t it 😦 Not quite sure what possessed me!
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