Wednesday Words: Spangled

Time ust keeps rolling along and no, I am NOT adjusted to the new time so don’t even ask. It’s Wednesday. That means words. Today, it means new words. This is a rough draft. Like I just wrote it yesterday and it hasn’t truly been edited. It will be. What’s it about? Well, the #1lineWed prompt is **SPANGLED**. I won’t mention that when I first saw it, I though it was “spaniel.” Again, don’t ask. Spangled is not exactly a word that pops up in my writing, hence the need for news words–and any nudge that gets me those is a good thing. Basically, the Hard Target team is somewhere with a large TV screen. I’ll leave it there.
Kin watched the news feed. There was no mistaking the missile explostions or the crumbled buildings. Fires flared and an over-matched civilian fire department did what they could to help extract people. He focused on the ticker scrolling across the bottom of the screen. The name of the place was Mariupol. And the bloody Russians were doing they’re feckin’ best to level the city.

The rest of the team had gathered around the the big screen, all eyes as intent on the images as his own.

“Are the assholes just gonna sit back and let this happen?” Dalton’s voice did a good job of mimicking a Wolf in full growl.

“And what can they be doin’?” Loch asked in reply. “It’s not like they can invade Russia. “

“And a no fly zone is unenforceable on NATO’s part,” Duke added. “It sucks donkey balls—” He glanced down at the woman who’d punched him in the biceps. He smiled indulgently at his wife. “Well, it does, Cory.”

Draping an arm around her shoulders he tucked her in next to his side and pretended he didn’t see the tears in her eyes as pregnant women and children were evacuated from a maternity hospital the Russians had just bombed. A pediatrician, Cory had been in Africa doing charity work when she was kidnapped by a warlord. Duke and SEAL Team Atlantis had been sent in to rescue her. Too bad the whole thing had been a double cross. Still, here he was, married to the love of his life. That said, he and Mother would be having a conversation about involving her in this mission.

“And no, darlin’, we can’t go to Mariupol. That’s not our mission.”

“Aye,” Kin muttered. “No matter how much we’d like it to be.”

The picture on the TV changed and now the night sky was lit up like any city in the USA on the 4th of July. While he held no particular allegiance to anyone but his teammates, Kin called to mind the words to the American national anthem. The man who wrote the poem likely watched something similar to the scene on the screen. As the video changed again, Kin noticed something else. A blue and yellow Ukrainian flag rippled in the wind as bombs exploded behind it. Words of the song came to him. There, under the rocket’s red glare with all those bombs bursting in air, was the proof. It might not be the Star-Spangled Banner, but that blue and yellow flag was still there waving over a different land fighting for freedom in the home of the brave.

He glanced around at the Hard Target team and saw resolve and agreement when he said, “Let’s do this.”
Since I’m pretty sure **spangled** isn’t a word used in most of the WIPs of the writers who drop by here, I’ll offer the alternative of **shiny**. Or glitter. Sparkly. Take your pick and share some words. Readers, what’s your favorite patriotic song? From whatever country.


About Silver James

I like walks on the wild side and coffee. Lots of coffee. Warning: My Muse runs with scissors. Author of several award-winning series--Moonstruck, Nightriders MC, The Penumbra Papers, and Red Dirt Royalty (Harlequin Desire) & other books! Purveyor of magic, mystery, mayhem and romance. Lots and lots of romance.
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6 Responses to Wednesday Words: Spangled

  1. Oooo, I love it! And thank you for not making me have to find ‘spangled’. Shiny worked quite well.

    Here’s a quick snip of Song of Storm and Shroud:

    “Kill it quick, Kip.”
    The boy gave a curt nod and raised his sword. Aryl stayed to his course, hoping to come up behind the thing. He kept his sword in front of him like Polchik had taught. His battle magic hovered around the edges of his thoughts, but he still had no idea what exactly to do with it. All he knew was it was there and it would aid him in battle. For a brief instant, he allowed unkind thoughts about his mother to drift through his head. If she had this magic, her withholding information about it seemed unforgiveable.
    And with that thought hovering in his head, he almost missed Kip’s error. While the boy was focused on setting up the perfect blow to strike the salamander’s head off, a second beast crept near the boy’s feet.
    “Behind you!” Aryl yelled a second too late. The beast’s mate scuttled the last few inches toward Kip’s boot and ran across his toes. With a simple brush of its shiny flesh, a spark caught, engulfing Kip’s lower legs in unholy flames.

    In case you missed it, Song went live at Amazon last night. Still waiting on the other retailers to catch up.

    • Silver James says:

      WHOAH!!! I’m off to spend my money right now!!! Congratulations!! I’ll nudge Baseball Boy so I can get the book into the hands of some of his high school students. Even as an adult, I enjoyed this book!

      Soooo….anyone reading this blog who enjoys a good fantasy, GO BUY THIS BOOK! CLICK HERE for the Amazon link though the book will be available LOTS of places within a few days.

  2. Kimber says:

    🇺🇸 Proud
    I know the 69th Wolves would be wanting to join them in that fight also 😉. Sean probably misses blowing up shit!!!
    Have a good day Hump Day Silver.

    • Silver James says:

      This is true! Sean/Boomer doesn’t get to do much explosive work these days because life in Blaidd’s Gap is mostly quiet. They do get called out occasionally–but it’s all about the domestic stuff these days. 😉

      Happy Hump Day to you!

  3. Dawn says:

    Good reading

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