“Captain, we’re exiting hyperdrive just outside of the Milky Way! I’ll patch us through to Grand Lord… Wait… Where…”
“Where are we, Lieutenant Mark? There’s nothing here but an asteroid field. Check your coordinates!”
“Yes, Sir! Let’s see… 71.5 by 199.5 degrees… I… don’t understand it, Sir. The galaxy should be just… Oh, God… No. Those asteroids, Sir, they’re…”
“Those bastards!! Blast it! They knew the Federation would have no choice but to send all its forces to Hixxp, and they must have sent an armada to the Milky Way during our attack. We were duped! Humanity is… lost. All that’s left of home is this cosmic rubble. What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow out of this stony rubbish? Set the ship’s coordinates for Bar Bar, Lieutenant. We have to warn them as quickly as possible! The war is just beginning.”
d’Verse prosery is flash fiction with a beginning, a middle and an end, in any genre of the author’s choice, no longer than 144 words. This very short piece of prose must include an assigned line from a poem, within the 144 word limit. Writers may change the punctuation of the assigned line, but they may not insert words within the quotation.
What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow out of this stony rubbish?-from T. S. Eliot’s poem ‘The Waste Land’