Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Doctrine’s contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.
Hosted by Denise, constrained by a sentence limit (high and low) of six, there are worse ways to spend the remaining time you have on earth.
Prompt word:
CHOICE
The thing about secret organizations, such as the Order of Lilith, is they are condemned to perpetual turmoil by the innate conflict between growth and consolidation; it’s been said that the Apple, (in a certain Garden), was not the Knowledge of Good and Evil, rather it was the unintended gift of conscious choice, aka Free Will.
It wasn’t that Sister Aclima hated waking up. At least not every single morning. Only the mornings that followed her making a Bad Choice; the capital letters were hers, the outcome, one shared by too many.
But once past the gut-wrenching disappointment at the prospect of another day, she rallied; plans were made, strategies, long proven effective at minimizing collateral damages, put into motion, all to the end of demonstrating the quality that accounts for the success of her species, the Will to survive.
Avoiding the reflection in the bathroom mirror, the young nun opened her phone and pulled up the calendar, as if to practice her normal response to air travel, her stomach declared a time-out for the morning even as the day’s entry blinked: Flight 444 to US 9:57 am.
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A good flight for her, I would hope?
yeah, that’d be a good thing
It is hard to get out of bed on the morning after making a Bad Choice. But her flight awaits. I hope Sister Aclima can minimize the collateral damages.
yeah, me too (though a crowded plane is not the ideal setting to feel better, ya know?)
I suspect that Sister Aclima will make the best of any bad situation. 🛫
does she even have a choice?
I wish her a good journey, and that her Bad Choice ends with a good consequence.
errr (lol Bad Author!! Bad)
“At least not every single morning.”
Sister Aclima possesses a special brand of humor. I like her!
Question of the hour – who is she flying all those miles (stomach securely belted) to see/meet with/threaten?
ahh! therein lies a tale (god-willing)
Always a cost to Free Will , same as for Knowledge.
this is a true statement