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The People's Military's job is to monitor and regulate the activities of suspicious citizens--and no citizen is more suspricous and dangerous than Jafarr Zeldar. Half-blood son of a rebel lineage, brilliant beyond their records has been able to record--and he has gone missing.
Jafarr's time is up. The People's Military have decided that he had played the kid long enough. Jafarr is forced to take the Adult Test 'fairly', tightly watching his results... which frighten them. And now his final days of 'childhood freedom' are gone.
Steven is in a race for his life and it's a race he may not win. Being hand-picked for the President's protection is usually a Secret Service agent's dream but this could turn out to be a nightmare for all concerned.
853 words
(2012 Flash Fiction Entry)
No one wants to be a spy. Circumstances create spies. For a young innocent boy, there was no choice. He was born to be a spy. This is the story of Teremum who begins life in Cairo and becomes my friend Louis in a small country town in Australia sixty years later. It is a story I have been wanting to tell for more than forty years. A story of a man who lived, and then disappeared from all memory. I felt this was unworthy of a man who had sacrificed his life for what he believed to be right. Not that he always was, but in his heart he lived a life true to his morals and an understanding of a side of life we will never know. Two world wars shaped his life as they did for many others. However Louis moved through them, between them and after them as a chameleon. Ever changing and ever re-inventing himself. He was a man of secrets. Both in his work and in his life. He was a man who had few friends, but a plethora of faceless enemies. Above all he was a human who lived an extraordinary life. A life that should not be forgotten.
The People's Military's job is to monitor and regulate the activities of suspicious citizens--and no citizen is more suspricous and dangerous than Jafarr Zeldar. Half-blood son of a rebel lineage, brilliant beyond their records has been able to record--and he has gone missing.
Jafarr's time is up. The People's Military have decided that he had played the kid long enough. Jafarr is forced to take the Adult Test 'fairly', tightly watching his results... which frighten them. And now his final days of 'childhood freedom' are gone.
Steven is in a race for his life and it's a race he may not win. Being hand-picked for the President's protection is usually a Secret Service agent's dream but this could turn out to be a nightmare for all concerned.
853 words
(2012 Flash Fiction Entry)
No one wants to be a spy. Circumstances create spies. For a young innocent boy, there was no choice. He was born to be a spy. This is the story of Teremum who begins life in Cairo and becomes my friend Louis in a small country town in Australia sixty years later. It is a story I have been wanting to tell for more than forty years. A story of a man who lived, and then disappeared from all memory. I felt this was unworthy of a man who had sacrificed his life for what he believed to be right. Not that he always was, but in his heart he lived a life true to his morals and an understanding of a side of life we will never know. Two world wars shaped his life as they did for many others. However Louis moved through them, between them and after them as a chameleon. Ever changing and ever re-inventing himself. He was a man of secrets. Both in his work and in his life. He was a man who had few friends, but a plethora of faceless enemies. Above all he was a human who lived an extraordinary life. A life that should not be forgotten.