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One sentence story.
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The last horse died at sundown.
Love is like a magic penny
 if you hold it tight you won't have any
if you give it away you'll have so many
they'll be rolling all over the floor

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The last horse died at sundown.

The end.

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Goddamnit
Love is like a magic penny
 if you hold it tight you won't have any
if you give it away you'll have so many
they'll be rolling all over the floor

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and the earth keeps on spinning

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The last horse died at sundown.

The end.

Goddamnit

and the earth keeps on spinning, Emmet thought, throwing the book across the room.


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The horses had it easy, Emmet decided.

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Heaving a sigh, he hung the grooming brush back on the wall and picked up the shovel.
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Why, he wasn't sure since the horses were now all dead.
Love is like a magic penny
 if you hold it tight you won't have any
if you give it away you'll have so many
they'll be rolling all over the floor

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By rights, he should still be flogging them.
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Instead of himself.

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This most recent thought sent him back into the confusing whirlwind of beautiful memories of that brief but beautiful day.
Love is like a magic penny
 if you hold it tight you won't have any
if you give it away you'll have so many
they'll be rolling all over the floor

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He'd stumbled out onto the veranda after splashing his face with cold water and calling it a wash, into one of those glorious whole sky golden dawns, the very clapboard walls of the henhouse glowed as if Midas had passed by in the night.

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Then realized his special order veranda shade was down and raised it up.  The grey and dull brown scrub of his parched land was as shocking as the cold water was a moment before.  Here was where his life's work was laid out before him, how to make this desolate and desicated land green again.  HOW?  HOW!!!

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"Water, as it ever was." The soft dry rattling impossible voice came from the mound of dry dirt beyond the stables, and he stared at it, thinking the pebbles shifted, but of course they didn't, it was a trick of the eye, and all in his mind, because the voice was Hattie's and she was dead and buried as a shovel could make her.

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"Water"
The words echoed through his mind as he scanned the horizon.
His parched land was literally turning to dust, with the brown dying plants becoming almost indistinguishable from the bare dirt.

Then the thought hit him like a bolt:
"Goat tractor!"

His mouth cracked a wicked smile....

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Chapter II
Meanwhile, orbiting the planet, hidden from the primitive people's inferior technology, Admiral Scheitmuler, pondered to himself "If only it wasn't for the Federation's ridiculous non-interference policy we could save this world with no inputs except labor (and very little of that)".
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Admiral Scheitmuler gazed upon the planet's surface for some time, then back at his crew diligently manning their stations.  They hummed along like a colony of bees, with purpose and direction.  Suddenly, his comm phone started flashing.  "Admiral! This is engineering!  One of the goats broke loose from treadmill station!  It wasn't as happy as it looked!  We're going to lose our trans-warp-goat drive!"

Dear God he thought.

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The Admiral wiped his scraggly beard, and emitted a belch infused with the flavour of goat curry. He rose and cast his eyes across the bridge, a look of determination forming on his face. "Right!" he said. "Time to put this plan into action."
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Around the world, anyone watching the sky saw a vast pattern of steady new stars, and shortly a web of faint lines joining them in an encompassing vast net. Emmet, now blinking in the sunrise, saw this net less clearly than those earthlings still lingering or entering the nightside, as he stared upwards: "Whut the gottdamned hell?!??" he muttered. "No more water." Harriet's bone scraped voice whispered back.

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As he stared, one point where the faint lines of the celestial lattice crossed began to brighten, grow and glow red, until he realised it was descending inexorably to the surface.
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"Holy shit!" said Emmet, as wide awake now as if someone had run a cold finger down his spine. Someone had. He yelped in horror as  he saw over his shoulder the skeletal hand withdrawing to hang limp at its owner's side. The calico print dress was drifted with the dust of the plains, ragged and creased from its sojourn under the dirt pile by the stables. The network of bright lines and much brighter nodes continued to fall silently

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Elsewhere, Emmet's fallen draught horse stallion suddenly twitched.
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Trying to look at anything other than the ghastly hanging countenance of his deceased wife, Emmet stared out over the plain. The broad flat surface seemed to ripple and jerk. On the trashpile, the well stripped carcass of last evening's chicken dinner jerkily flapped a denuded wing.

The day was unbearably bright now.

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"Status report?" Lieutenant Beltway's head snapped around in response to the Admiral's barked demand.

"All forces are deploying according to plan, Excellency" - at this, the Admiral nodded with satisfaction - "but we are receiving an incoming communication from The Federation. Shall I patch them through?" The grim smile morphed into a frown.
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Emmet glanced up again. The red node appeared to be on a trajectory for the ancient buffalo jump on the butte. Over to the left the horse he'd shot staggered to his feet and clopped heavily to his side, nudging Hattie out of the way. Emmet drew a deep shuddering breath, took in the now rolling, twitching landscape, and climbed up on the old horse. "At least you ain't stinkin' too bad yet, Foster." He urged the horse towards the butte, and when he looked back once it was only to see Hattie rapidly clacking her jaws, as if she laughed.

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The red node was still without discernible form as it rocketed toward to landfall with the butte. As it seemed an explosive crash was inevitable, Emmet winced involuntarily, but at the very last moment, the node's flight abruptly slowed to a hover, a few yards above the ground.
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Behind him the earth roiled and cracked as millions of struggling creatures clawed, squirmed, or wriggled their way to the surface. Most eruptions resulted in only a few quivering shards of bone, but some, dead more recently arose largely complete, if not all that healthy looking. On the other side of the landing zone, he saw crowded buffalo skulls rolling, and in the midst of them, something very large indeed, struggling to stand on gigantic hind limbs, its heavy dagger-toothed skull swaying high above the ground..

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On the other side of the galaxy, Senior Under-Secretary of Intragalactic Trade and Space Relations Annamalai Meekathisundaram shifted impatiently in his high-sided swivel chair, as the techs struggled to stabilise the wormhole communication channel. He needed to get face to face with Admiral Scheitmuler before the crazy old warmonger unleashed forces he clearly didn't understand, and not even he could control. But even now, Anna feared he was too late.
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"It's a goddamn alien spaceship!" Emmet said out loud. The red lit shape hovered, a loud hum surrounding it, a hum that vibrated every bone in his body. And all those other bones, it seems, he thought indistinctly. He tried to avoid the eyeless stony gaze of the fossilised dinosaur trampling the buffalo bones. Two or three of the bison were intact, at least enough so that they were making clumsy charges at the giant. It swept them aside with a single swing of its head.

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Emmet's face cracked into an unexpected smile. "Man," he laughed, "I wish that fucker Hawkins wuz around to see this!"
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His smile faded as he recalled the devastated Missouri landscape that Hawkins' goats, having finally chewed their way out of their cage, had precipitated. Holed up in the woods and too suspicious to ever let a human get near them again, they'd mated with an old billy who'd jumped fence from a petting zoo. Within a few years there were thousands of them, wild, wily, vicious if cornered, small enough to hide in even low, well-pruned vegetation. Nothing grew in that ill-fated state these days except weeds and goat-coppiced willow and poplar.

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High above, the irony of this thought was lost on the craggy-faced Admiral who had once used the denuded landscape, and its caprine causes, to launch his earliest inter-galactic adventure. That was some 47 Earth-years ago. Today, those goats were decisively returning home to roost.
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While the craft hovered, seemingly hesitant to descend entirely, its broad cast node net pulsed slowly. Emmet, no more a scientist than the unfortunate Hawkins, was nevertheless a naturally keen observer. The T-rex, if that's what it was, had reduced the more lively bison to disarticulated bones, but those bones rolled and clacked firmly into sockets as if deliberately seeking wholeness. What's more, a much more recently deceased prairie dog not far from Emmets cowboy booted feet appeared to be, well, filling out, its desiccated skin plumping up with muscle as it feebly scrabbled at the dry grass. A glance behind him confirmed that this remarkable resurrection of the flesh was proceeding at a great rate across the plain, antelope bones clothing themselves in new skin and tissue, mountain lions sinuously taking shape, millions of mice, deer, ferrets crowding all of the available space, and flocks of reanimated birds struggling to take to the air. Further away, a small figure marched resolutely through the animal mayhem. Hattie, no doubt. And rather more together than a couple hours ago. Probably got her voice back and all. He winced.

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While they were together Emmet had always put up with Hattie's nagging patter; always letting her speak uninterrupted.  But now more than ever Emmet was dreading what would come out of her mouth.

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Anything from toads to the nuclear codes was now possible.
Love is like a magic penny
 if you hold it tight you won't have any
if you give it away you'll have so many
they'll be rolling all over the floor

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Hattie was thinking again, not entirely coherently, but thinking full thoughts based on observations of things she could see. She didn't know why, in this strange state of resurrection, she felt compelled to stride as swiftly as possible towards Emmet and the spaceship, but she didn't question the urge. She tried to avoid the more dangerous animals that crowded her path, though they didn't appear to have much interest in her, busy growing new flesh and organs as they were.

Emmet. Her memories of why exactly she was so blindingly angry with him were clouded, attached as they were to the moments surrounding her death. She knew damn well she had been dead, having watched with detached wonder as her body restored itself and her mind returned to some new kind of working order. Her mad pastor father would have said this was Judgement Day, but she doubted even his bullshit theology could have accounted for this event.

An eyeless Triceratops lumbered towards her and she stepped aside to let it pass, dimly thinking that stone bones must need extra time to rise. She pressed on.

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Out of some invisible loudspeaker, a choral version of an old hymn began playing with the distinct scratches and pops of an old 78 rpm record, "Ezekiel said dem dry bones, Ezekiel said dem dry bones, Ezekiel said dem dry bones now hear the word of the Lord".
Love is like a magic penny
 if you hold it tight you won't have any
if you give it away you'll have so many
they'll be rolling all over the floor

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The hymn was emanating from the spaceship. Emmet stared upwards, wondering if it was some awkward attempt at communication by some intelligence within. If so, the occupants were a little behind on the status of earth technology. He recalled old pop science articles that said aliens would first hear earth's long ago radio transmissions. Maybe that was true, and the aliens hadn't figured it out.

The T-rex had stopped messing with the bison and sat motionless on its hind legs and heavy tail. Its newly formed eyes gazed steadily at the noisy glowing thing overhead, as if contemplating whether the thing was within its reach.

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The newly revived creatures began to gather under the spaceship, as if commanded to by some unheard voice.  Soon, a large and wildly diverse menagerie had formed.