Tag: Microfiction

100 Word Story – At the Bottom (Finale)

Rosanne’s eyes didn’t open again and her breathing grew heavier and slower. Her body barely moved, the cold chills from before were replaced with no sensations, completely devoid of feeling. Whenever she tried to talk, all that would come out was a winded groan.

With her hearing slowly fading away, the last sounds Rosanne would hear came from the two voices at the top of the well.

“Make sure this image is burned into your memory,” a mature woman scowled. “Let your eldest sister be a reminder of what happens if you disobey mother.”

A younger voice answered, “Yes, Mother…”


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100 Word Story – At the Bottom (Part Four)

Sister… are you still down there?”

A faint voice called out from the top of the well. Sitting down with her back on the wall Rosanne’s eyes flickered open, struggling to look up at the shadowy figure. The sky had lost its bright colors, now turning into a dark canvas of the night. The gentle glow from the moon outlined the figure, but couldn’t define any major details.

The only thing Rosanne knew was the young, girl voice the shadow had.

“Lilian… go get help.”

The young voice hesitated before replying, “I can’t. Mama wants you to stay in there.”


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100 Word Story – At the Bottom (Part Three)

My eye lids are just so heavy… A small nap couldn’t hurt, right?

Barely able to stand up, Rosanne let her body rest against the wall, just to have a moment of rest. Her entire body was pressed along the wall, the rugged bricks preventing her from sliding down. Drowsy, she subconsciously took a step, making her lose her footing in the water.

With her knee grinding against the wall to stop her from falling, the sudden surge of pain sent a shock through her body, forcing her to wake up.

Rosanne yelled out, grabbing her knee, “Goddamn, why me?!”


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100 Word Story – At the Bottom (Part Two)

Rosanne lied down on the hard, wet bottom of the well. Arms and legs stretched out and floating on top of the water, all she did was let her eyes gaze upward towards the cloudless blue sky. Water filled her ears, muffling the lively chirps of the sparrows that flew by.

What did I do to deserve this, she questioned to herself. Various answers came to mind, all nothing but trivial issues and minor circumstances.

Perhaps it was because I forgot to collect last week’s rations on time for Mother?

Regardless of the reason, all she could to was wait.


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100 Word Story – At the Bottom (Part One)

“Somebody, please help!”

Rosanne cried as she looked up at the opening of the well, anxiously awaiting to see somebody peek over the edge. She picked up the broken wooden bucket and slammed it against the brick lining of the well, hoping the echos would reach up to the surface. She kept at it until she winded herself out and her arms ached.

She lowered her arms and head, assuming the worst of the scenario. The dark, cold, wet bottom of the well shivered her body. Her body grew tired with every passing moment.

“Somebody, anybody, please! I need help!”


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100 Word Story – Tomb of the Lost (Finale)

I detached my climbing harness and walked up the decaying steps towards the light-covered podium. A strange ringing sound came from the podium, growing louder as I got closer. Once my foot stepped into the light, a sudden warmth washed over my body.

An ancient chant began replaying in my head.

The guidance of the Sun lights the path. Father time decides the fate of the living and erodes the dead. Mother nature’s wrath has no bounds, nor does she apply restraints. To embrace divine absolution, one must give sight to…

I touched the podium. “The Eyes of the Earth.”


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100 Word Story – Tomb of the Lost (Part Five)

I took a moment to check on my supplies: a fully stocked first aid kit, loaded flare gun with an extra shot, extra yards of rope, my sharpening stone for my pickaxe and combat knife, and an extra flashlight.

I checked my axes, making sure there was enough wire between them and my harness. Deep breath in and out, I approached the cliff edge, looking down into the seemingly endless pit. At the very bottom flashed a strange blue light, flickering, enticing me to reach for it.

“This is it… It’s really here.”

The Eyes of the World, they’re mine.


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100 Word Story – Tomb of the Lost (Part Four)

Goddamn it, what’s with all these traps?!

Seeing the small exit just a few feet away, I went for a final leap to try and clear the gap as fast as possible. Unfortunately for me, I wasn’t as graceful as other fictional explorers; I came in for a hard landing, covering my face as I crashed into another room, free of traps.

Rolling onto my back, my chest struggled to breathe in the clean air. After a few violent coughs, my lungs managed to suck in a large gasp.

I grunted, “This treasure better be worth all this goddamn trouble…”


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100 Word Story – Tomb of the Lost (Part Three)

I glanced down at the pit below me, feeling my heartbeat on the edge of exploding. From all my years of exploration and tomb raiding, never have I had to deal with a trap like this, let alone deal with traps altogether. Thank God my hook was long enough to reach the edge of where I fell through.

I kept my fingers on the trigger of my grappling hook, making the mechanical took slowly pull me up. The spiked pit below slowly faded into darkness as I rose back up to the floor.

Holy shit, I think I pissed myself…


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100 Word Story – Tomb of the Lost (Part Two)

The walls seemed to come alive the deeper I went into the city. My tactical flashlight lit up everything in front of me, from the cracks and breaks in the structures, to the clay pottery that littered the ground.

I looked all around in awe at the amazing sight of a long forgotten ancient city. It must have been wonderful to live here, selling all kinds of wares and trinkets to others. Just imagine seeing children running around as their parents traded and bartered for a living.

I sighed with content. However, I froze when something shifted under my foot.


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100 Word Story – Tomb of the Lost (Part One)

“I’ve only dreamed of entering these ancient halls. And now, I’m trying to unravel the mystery behind its cover-up.”

Rachel couldn’t contain her excitement—she was finally beginning to solve her life’s work, years of research and planning now converging onto her largest and most grand exploration. The cold air of the tombs whistled through the aged walls, rustic rock statues stood high among the rubble. And Rachel planned to go straight into the central chambers to find what she was looking for.

She brushed her hands against the carved hieroglyphics, reading them out loud.

“‘The Eyes of the World.’”


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100 Word Story – Cave Note (Finale)

It was a strange sight, seeing the man run towards me; he was the first person who actually tried to come and save me. Everybody else ended up either falling off of the cliff, or went insane trying to navigate the twists and turns of the cave.

I almost felt a bit bad about watching him get captured by my shadows on the wall.

I watched him from a couple feet away, his whole body being swallowed by the shadows. Curious, I approached him and went into his pockets, finding the note and taking it.

“Time to trap another one.”


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