Some Drabbles

Here are some drabbles (these are stories of exactly 100 words, no more, no less) that I have written:

The sounds of battle raged around him, the Axis troops were close to breaking the Allied defenses. He knew he would be dead soon.

Hidden away, he gripped the gun tight to his chest. He could smell the oil he’d used to clean it earlier that morning, and the faint whiff of cordite from the last time he’d fired it, back at the range.

After some time, he raised the gun and, blinking tears from his eyes, slowly squeezed the trigger.

As the bullet blew the back of his skull open, the TV turned to static.

The battle was over.

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Finally, it was finished. Stepping into the Time Machine, he pondered where to go. Or, rather, when to go.

Not wanting to upset Time too much on his first trip, he decided to start small, a concert he’d missed last month. No harm in that, right?

He set the controls and hit the big red button, he’d had to have a big red button to make it go.

Suddenly, he couldn’t breathe. He looked around, but could see nothing outside. Then, Earth, beautiful, but tiny, far in the distance. In his hurry to conquer Time, he’d forgotten all about space.

When I finally get around to writing stuff, I'll post it here for review