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This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..



by John Yeo

   A new alcoholic drink was tested by a group of consumers with extremely vivid imaginations. They were asked to savour the delights of Space Juice and report on the taste and the effect.

The following are the reflections of one man who was to become an accomplished author.

    ‘We came upon a fast flowing river with water that powered a water mill. Forceful water that dashed and tumbled over moss covered purple rocks. We followed the odours of fresh baked bread mingling with the delicious smell of deep fried fish with a version of cheese and rough red wine. A structure made of a synthetic substance housed the strangers. There was a notice pinned to the door in what appeared as hieroglyphics, the nearest recognisable translation would be ‘Space Juice’

  This discovery was made in a dense unexplored rainforest. We knew we had found the survivors of a spacecraft that had crash landed.

  The mission had been going to plan. After a smooth takeoff there had been a collision on the way through the asteroid belt. A tiny rock had pierced the fuel tank and a portion of the fuel had drained away, the ship crash landed in the jungle having run out of space juice and the surviving members of the crew were to spend 10 years in the jungle. 

 Space Juice is a stimulant that will take you on a journey out of this Covid diseased, lockdown world.’

© Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved

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