The Eleventh Film – Horror/Science Fiction Flash Fiction Series

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The Eleventh Film Part VI

At the start the world thought that their presence was something of vital import. Something founded on their notions of variation.
In the shifts in quality evident in the images.
The tones and lacks and blurs and blemishes.
The filters and the fragments.
The spaces between as well.
The joins.
The fissures.
The friction.
But they danced before us here and not here.
There and not quite there.
We were never able to properly overcome their liminality.

The Eleventh Film – Horror/Science Fiction Flash Fiction Series

The Eleventh Film Part VI

It was Georges Méliès who first saw the angels. With his love of trick and smoke and conjuring. Méliès felt their presence. He understood their mission.
He began to chart their flight as they flew like sainted bees. Gathering evidence for a sceptical world. He tried to speak with them. But how do you talk to bees? What do you even say?
And then everything he had managed to gather was lost in a studio fire.
And so it was their presence simply became the natural way of things.

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The Eleventh Film – Horror/Science Fiction Flash Fiction Series

The Eleventh Film Part V

The world’s first public film screening was held in Paris on December 28th 1895.
Eleven short films were on the bill that night.
Only ten films are listed for posterity.
The eleventh film had no name.
It was the night sky.
There was a meteor shower.
The film ran for five eighths of a second.
The audience didn’t notice.
There are no explanations.
No knowing how it happened.
What went wrong.
How it was made?
It is simply the case that this was the moment when the terrible truth got told to the world.
And what was this truth?
That everything will end.

The Eleventh Film – Horror/Science Fiction Flash Fiction Series

The Eleventh Film – Part IV

A city at night.

A man’s face.

Then she conjured a loop of words.

Amaranthine.

Continual.

Illimitable.

Perdurable.

 

Unlimited.

The Eleventh Film – Horror/Science Fiction Flash Fiction Series

 

The Eleventh Film – Part III

There once was a looped fragment.

The image of a word.

Now there is only nothing.

And any thoughts that still remain are those she had about the end of all things.