Guido de revolucion

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It wouldn’t take much, just a few pounds of cemtex, a fuse, a timer. Easy really. Then he’d be hailed as a hero, the new masters would revere him, mint coins with his image on them, sing songs about him. He’d change history.

Just one explosion, the world would change.

 

Guy looked into the flames at the firework display, he’d had the most striking sense of deja vu.

‘Guy darling, are you going to light that rocket?’. Mrs Fawkes called from amongst an expectant throng of children.

He lit the touch paper and felt a shiver run through him. Whoosh!

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5 Responses to Guido de revolucion

  1. Is “cemtex” an explosive that existed back when Guy Fawkes was around, or is that a typo for Semtex, the modern plastic explosive? I googled “cemtex” but all I found was things unrelated to explosives.

  2. Dear Kelly,

    Interesting story. I did look up Guy Fawkes as I’d not heard of him. So was the Guy in your story supposed to be him as a child or a reincarnation?

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  3. Nan Falkner says:

    Great story – I assume, and maybe wrongly, that Guy Fawkes (I have read that story from England) was a ninnidiot (ninny + idiot). I hope he doesn’t burn down the whole place!
    Nan 🙂

  4. Kelly, Well, that was a wrong decision on his part. Well written. 🙂 —Susan

  5. Did this guy have an EGO? Or what? “Easy really. Then he’d be hailed as a hero, the new masters would revere him, mint coins with his image on them, sing songs about him. He’d change history.” Well told.

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