Haus spurred his robotic steed. By ‘spurred’ we mean he spoke code into his suit’s helmet that translated to ‘giddy-up’. Within seconds his six-legged rover, a cross between a horse, a spider and a stainless-steel nightmare from a 20th Century film, began a sinuous saunter, one that allowed Haus to barely feel the trail.
The pair arrived at a crevasse, one that plunged deep into the dusty crust of Mars.
“The span exceeds safe leaping distance,” said Bray-bury, the mount’s name.
“Bah! This oughta be easy. Back up a bit.” The robot complied. “Now git!”
And over they flew.
[99 word story of a dusty trail.]
Anonymole - apocryphal agitators 
You sure are prolific. September has passed. Time to get back to work…or can an you do both? I’m having a hard time doing either and am slowly becoming the ‘Mudge…luxuriating in doing nothing and basking in simply being. Doing nothing is counterproductive to capitalism, so how long can that last?
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This little thing was just me being cajoled by Goldie to throw 99 words at Carrotranch.com ‘s October prompts. Long Live Marx.
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UBI here, now.
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this is the beginning of such a great story. And Dracul nailed all the references…
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Yes, but you both missed the main one. In the title.
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The Mares of Mars?
I noticed the alliteration.
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Ah, well, perhaps your unfamiliar with what the dark splotches on the Moon and Mars are called… Female horses, or seas : Mares
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This reminds me of a “story” I read in which a guy rode on a white donkey during the night to a place that doesn’t exist..
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I wish I were on Mars.
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I imagine the robotic steed Bray-burry takes its name from Ray Bradbury the author of The Martian Chronicles.
Is this Haus a direct descendant of Haus Cartwright of Cartwright Brothers fame on the western Ponderosa Ranch as chronicled in the TV series Bonanza?
Is he riding off to prevent his brother Little Joe from losing his virginity in a Martian brothel?
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If you had your way I’m sure that’s exactly where Haus is headed. 99 words is a tough constraint.
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It is.
Constraining yourself to 99 words is much like the aftereffects of drinking 99 bottles of beer on the wall. 🍺🍻🤯
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