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Death Sentence - Microfiction
Hi there everyone! I saw this group and flipped - I love microfiction, and in the spirit of getting out of my comfort zone (which is usually visual art), I'm going to be brave and post some stuff here, hopefully!
Just did this one today... so I thought I would share ^^
This is the beginning of my death sentence
The ship sank - what does it mean to a man who has jumped overboard? There are no lifeboats, the holes in them have left them sinking faster than I. And how I envy them at this point. I don’t want to die - who the hell wants to die! - but all I can see are waves, rolling, crashing, and with the sick knowledge that I’m over one hundred miles out from the coast of Argentina.
Hypothermia will likely kill me first. Drowning sounds terrible, but perhaps it would at least be faster. Or perhaps it’s just another equivicable hell to where I am now. Maybe I’ll stop being cohorent long before them - I think I would like that.
I see no more people over the choppy, dark waves. Maybe they’ve already drowned. Maybe they wish they were alive right now (don’t we all!). Maybe they are sinking to the bottom as we speak; maybe they are jealous of me. What poor idiots they are, wasting their last moments jealous of this.
Let me die (I don’t want to die) Let me sink (I don’t want to sink) Let this be over (I wish this didn’t begin)
because in my heart, my last hope is to delve into that inky black void and dream again, for as long as I know how.


