
photo by Caleb Woods via Unsplash
Charlie spent months researching, attending conferences, test driving models, doing side-by-side feature comparisons and saving extra cash, a lot of it, until he settled on the perfect drone.
On the day of her maiden voyage, Natasha (Charlie liked to name things) was magnificent to behold hovering in the wild blue sky, dipping, weaving, soaring, with Charlie at the controls orchestrating her every move until a gust of wind tossed her just out of radio contact range.
Charlie felt the hiccup first in his fingers, like a skipped heartbeat, the empty disconnect that plunged him into despair and poor Natasha into the middle of a nearby lake where she sunk and settled into the ooze, never to be seen again.
~kat – 30 March 2017
For Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge based on this photo prompt by Caleb Woods via Upsplash.




March 30th, 2017 at 2:11 pm
Excellent!
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March 30th, 2017 at 4:17 pm
Natasha’s demise…
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March 30th, 2017 at 4:31 pm
Yep, poor dear. 😉
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March 31st, 2017 at 12:58 am
Nice story,albeit a sad ending!
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March 31st, 2017 at 9:20 am
Thanks! Yes, sad on several counts. Sad for the drone of course but sadder for Charlie who lost a fortune in the drink! Haha!
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March 31st, 2017 at 10:27 am
Not the first to lose a fortune in the drink!!
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March 31st, 2017 at 11:37 am
Very true! In more ways than one…😉
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