Flash fiction: In Memoriam

From the prompt “brass” at Ad Hoc Fiction.

He lives in a heap of rusted metal parts beside the old shopfront on Marley Road. He’s an older model; a ‘67, maybe, long obsolete. He pays no attention to the world, until you stop in front of him. Then tiny pinpricks of light in his eye-sockets focus, and he holds out a flower to me.

The materials he uses are dead; polished brass, rusted iron, silvery aluminium, fragile plastic, thin wire. But under his tools, they come alive. It’s a long time since I have seen anything as beautiful blooming in the real world.

I hand him a coin, which he pushes between his teeth.

“Where do you get your materials?” I ask as I tuck the metallic rose into my uniform.

“My fallen kin provide.” His voice is a flat drone. “Now they have another use.”

He starts another flower, and I walk away into the smog with a memory pinned to my heart.

Author: kate

Kate Coe is an editor, book reviewer and writer of fiction & fantasy. She writes the sparkpunk GreenSky series and blogs at writingandcoe.co.uk. When she's not working, she fills her spare time in between writing with web design, gaming, geeky cross-stitch and DIY (which may or may not involve destroying things). She also reads far fewer books that she would like to, but possibly more than she really has time for.