Putin stood through the Christmas service at the St.George Church, swaying from one foot to another, thinking Masha should do something to that damn knee pain.
After the service ended, his security ushered the families of his special military operation participants out, for him to have quiet time alone with God.
Suddenly, a divine portal opened and Archangel Michael appeared. “Time for you to end this journey!” he boomed, showing the way down.
Putin looked at the red-hot burning pit beneath his feet.
“But I’m immortal!” he protested.
“Claim that from Lucifer!” Michael said, hovering, “You’ll be immortal in Hell!”
100 words exactly makes it a Drabble.
My unofficial challenge is still alive:
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Lana V Lynx
Avid reader and occasional writer of satire and short fiction. For my own sanity and security, I write under a pen name. My books: Moscow Calling - 2017 and President & Psychiatrist
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