Thelonious couldn’t help but noticing the admiring glances as he stepped onto the mossy lawn. The new armour looked great on him.
Not that he cared for looks.
He was surprised by its lightness. ‘Must be one of those super-light alloys’, he pondered. And trotted off to his next assignment.
Mini sagas are short, self-contained stories, of exactly 50 words. I’m using them as a way to practise storytelling. Sometimes inspired by a photograph, other times they are the inspiration for images, to complement the stories.
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