This is the Seventh part of this story!
Read the prequels here:
Part 1- Twittering Tales: Statues
Part 2- Flash Fiction: Nice Neighborhood
Part 3- Twittering Tale: Raindrops
Part 4- Flash Fiction: Briefing
Part 5- Flash Fiction: The Hunt Begins
Part 6- Flash Fiction: Target Sighted
Silence.
I enjoy it so much. No humans talking to each other, or on their phones. No honking, no blaring music, no bickering, no nothing. Just the sound of the running water, the humming of the breeze, and the chirping of birds around me. This is how I want to spend my days. Sitting alone alone in my stone garden, with not a soul around to cause any disturbance to my peace. My human statues provide all the company I would ever need. This is bliss. I never….!
Hey! Where did that gunshot come from? It narrowly missed me.
Ah..Perseus! You have come again, and now you have lost the element of surprise as well. You should have made that bullet count, my old nemesis!
(Find the sequel here: Flash Fiction: Ready)
Word Count: 125
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U r amazing me with ur sequels. Brilliant
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Thank You! 🙂
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awesome
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awesome
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Past is not leaving you even in hermitage. We all reap what we sow.
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That is quite true!
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Oh, this is so good. ☺
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Thanks so much! 😀
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What a brilliant write.
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Thanks a lot, Shantanu! 🙂
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My pleasure always
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Brilliant sequel.
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Thanks a lot! 😀
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