“Have you ever wondered if we left anyone behind, husband?”
The man and woman stood at the edge of a magnificent rock formation, their backs to the lake behind them, and facing the open ocean a thousand feet below.
“Like us you mean, Tori? If we have, then we’ve visited a terrible curse upon the Earth. It is why we’ve retreated to these remote islands so long ago.”
“Look Bran. A ship.”
“It will not approach. Their leader will be known as Saint Brendan.”
“The mid-sixth century? Then our ending is mere decades away.”
“Yes, beloved. The alien virus which infected our wee village in Scotland centuries ago made us long-lived but not immortal. Our consciousness is aware of all human history, but we dare not share our infection with humanity.”
“I am content to be with you here in our exile, my love.”
I wrote this for the What Pegman Saw writing challenge. The idea is to take a Google maps image/location and use it as a prompt for crafting a piece of flash fiction no more than 150 words long. My word count is 145.
Today, the Pegman takes us to the Faroe Islands, Kingdom of Denmark. Of course I did some research, and found that historians believe this remote group of islands located halfway between Norway and Iceland may have been inhabited in two periods before the arrival of the Norse, the first between 300 and 600 CE, and the second between 600 and 800 CE.
I also learned that Saint Brendan of Clonfert (484-577 CE) includes a description of insulae (islands) resembling the Faroe Islands in the chronicles of his journeys.
Since we know almost nothing of the pre-nordic inhabitants of the Faroe Islands, I decided to make up something fantastic. What if people in a remote northern village in Scotland were infected with a strange virus by alien visitors, giving them lifespans of centuries and the ability to know all of human history? Further, what if they’re infectious? Maybe they’d isolate themselves to prevent the rest of humanity from contracting their blessing and curse.
The distance between Scotland and the Faroe’s is roughly 620.73 km or 385.70 miles.
To read other (probably more grounded) tales based on the prompt, visit InLinkz.com.
this was fantastic to imagine a virus (and I heard from a health mentor that almost every single cancer strain has a viral component that contributes to it) – anyhow, a line that stayed with me – or that resonated, was
“long-lived but not immortal….”
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Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks.
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Imaginative take on the prompt James. I do like the idea of an immortality virus
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Well, a hundreds of years of life and total apprehension of all history virus anyway. Thanks, Lynn.
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My pleasure
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Love the imagery in this piece, James.
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Thanks, Josh.
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Yes, wonderful imagery James.
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Thanks, Dale.
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Fantastic tale, this should be expanded, its a great idea. Wonderful picture too, the lake will collapse in time as the sea erodes away the rock below. That’ll be a splash!
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Indeed. Thanks for your kind comments. Too many other things going on now for me to be able to expand this one.
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It’s always the way. I’m starting to find my blogging is stepping up a gear regards number of other type of bloggy things to do. It’s a vicious circle of words!
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Imaginative take. What a great concept for a virus!
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They’re tricky critters alright. Thanks.
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That’s a great piece of imagination from the prompt, James. Although it’s SF, you’ve filled it with compassion for your main characters. Nice writing.
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SF can contain tons of humanity, and it wouldn’t be popular if it didn’t speak to people. Thanks, Penny.
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Very imaginative piece with great imagery.
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Thank you.
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I really liked your idea of the two exiles being aware of all history, but not allowed to share that knowledge with he rest of us. A blessing or a curse ? A well told story James.
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A little of both, thanks. I just realized that I didn’t make it explicit that there were hundreds of them on the island. They just happened to be up early enjoying the view.
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Fascinating. Both your story (imagine the repurcussions if everyone lived too long and had that knowledge of history! Either one could be catastrophic.) And the legendary voyage of St Brandon. According to the linked Wikipedia article, he did visit the monks of Aibe, who lived forever because of magical bread…relations, perhaps? It also said the Faroe Islands might be the legendary St Brendan’s island. Wonder if the sea monster he encountered will appear?
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You never can tell. Thanks.
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