Drabble: Three Choices
Three choices hover before a floating figure.
A red drop of blood for Strength, for the broken bodies of those who obstruct the path of the unbeatable.
Multicoloured lights dancing in a glass jar for Beauty, pleasing to the eye but frighteningly fragile.
A book stained blue for Knowledge, for the ink that will flow in the relentless pursuit of new discoveries.
Three wonderful choices, but only two can be taken.
I choose Beauty first, remembering my cousin’s choice of Strength and Knowledge. Charisma is a difficult skill to master for a familiar that looks like a walking encyclopaedia of alien diseases.
The second choice is more difficult, but it is made nonetheless. The untouched option fades away while my two choices unravel into glowing ribbons. They weave together into the sleeping figure, transforming the body into a familiar worthy to walk beside me. Finally, a girl steps forward. Her long fringe obscures half her face, so that rather than a mismatched pair of eyes, all the world would see is her single green eye.
“Follow me,” I say.
Time to take over the world.
You can read more about these characters in Nothing Personal.