The Last Bastion

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The Last Bastion

Words 102

“Wow!” Suresh stared at the gleaming vintage car, quite out of place in the rustic surroundings.

“Maharaja Pratap Chand’s car.” The decrepit grandson reclined on a charpoy under a tree.

“A goldmine Grandpa! If you sell it, our family fortunes will take a turn for the better.”

“We won’t sell the last symbol of our Royal heritage.”

“Of what use are symbols if we are dead?”

Grandpa pulled at his hookah.

“Would you consider renting it?”

“We, of royal families, don0t dabble in petty businesses.”

“The film industry would give good money.”

“If they need it, they may borrow it. For free.”

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Written for the Friday Fictioneers – a story in 100 words or less. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and to Al Forbes for the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt, click here

Thanks for reading – would love to hear from you 🙂

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Dahlia

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28 thoughts on “The Last Bastion”

  1. Nicola summed up your short story very well. The young want things fast and now, while the older tend to think more long term and value the lessons and hardship within things that have been around, and still standing. Sometimes, what you give away you may never be able to get back.

    You always say so much in very few words. It is a great skill 🙂

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  2. Would he not expect them to borrow it free, but with the expectation they would be correspondingly generous? The older generation may have less brash materialist values, but they knew how to hold on to what was theirs

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