Microscopic Stories

A Lone Balloon

A Lone Balloon

Arnold gave the gas burner another blast. It was in a hopeless cause, he knew, and only frustration kept him urging the balloon onward. To have started two hours late left him with no more than a forlorn hope. There was not a single competitor in sight.

Empty skies mocked him from all around. Storm clouds darkened the horizon but that was the least of his concerns. The target field beckoned.

An hour later, Arnold touched down alone. His wife, Jasmine, came running across the field.

“Great timing, Arnie. The others were blown off course by a storm. You’ve won!”


Word count: 100
For Micro-Fiction Challenge, Week 10
Prompt: A single balloon.