Micro/ Flash Fiction Theme: Chevok’s Onion
The Government Enforcer held a jeweled object.
“The Royal Onion received its name after being commissioned by your heretical queen. She wanted a decorative egg to open like a rose. It’s a beautiful and priceless antique to your people, yes?”
The merchant’s family held each other. Soldiers surrounded them at gunpoint.
“And this—” The Enforcer released his hand, “Is how much I care about your people’s past.” The priceless onion broke into glittering pieces as it smashed into the floor.
“Destroy it all.” The Enforcer ordered.
The family watched with tear-streaked faces as soldiers shattered their work and history.