Over the olive grove

I see them dance, these ships of steel.
Two alone, they duel, filling the expanse with their sound, twin sparks of exotic metal high in the blue. They flash and thunder, rolling, swaying over an emerald coast, an arc of sand, a bluff of frowning rock, and the brown patch of an olive grove, far from home. They fight, these two, their machines soar, dancing like songbirds under the crystal sheen of a star without a name. Banking, stalling, engines squealing, computers grinding.
Tail to tail they fly, like a coil of sand.
A lapse in thought, a mistimed dive, a wounded sigh.
One ship locks the other down, overriding its impulses, stealing its wings.
And the ship becomes a cage.
I watch him die, that graceful kite, a burst of grit on a hillside, next to an olive grove, far from home.

Over the olive grove

AndrewJP

Burnie, Australia

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A description of a dog-fight over an unknown planet. Remembrance day inspired me to jot down a few thoughts and concepts, and the ones that weren’t complete nonsense found their way into this story. As always, any constructive feedback would be welcome.

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