Short Story/Drabble: The Weapon

I’d heard many of the trophies taken in the Ninety Second War were virtual: snapshots of archives, or copies of entire databases. There were physical prizes though: confiscated possessions such as high status cars or particularly well-situated houses with lavish grounds attached that found themselves with new owners.

I never thought that I would ever get my hands on one of the weapons with which that war was won. Like all well-crafted weapons it was simple in its appearance, but you couldn’t underestimate its power in the right hands. You can do a lot with a laptop in ninety seconds.

About Tim Maidment

Writer, House Husband, Library Person, Raconteur, Poly, Queer and Bon Vivant. You were expecting something simple?
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