This is my first foray into writing in about seven months or so. Please be gentle.
The image reminded me of the movie “Honey, I Shrunk the Kids” for whatever reason. You know the one. The kooky inventor creates a machine that can make things shrink and grow and it ends up accidently shrinking his kids and their friends and they have to make their way through the back yard trying to get back to the machine. Anyway, here’s a slightly darker take on that theme.
No Country for Small Men
They pushed him forward with the force of ten men. He stumbled and dropped to his knees before the bulbous mass of their queen. In her glossy, black eyes he saw only his own reflection.
“I apologize for the intrusion, but…”
A slight buzz escaped the enormous being before him. A sharp point pressed into the back of his right shoulder, threatening to pierce the skin if he didn’t silence himself. The rest of his plea stopped just behind his lips, wanting so badly to come out, but knowing what it would mean to do so. Knowing death would follow.
(word count: 100 words)