I looked at the the perfectly pitched tents.
It was a dream opportunity for me, studying the great fissure. A huge opening in earth had suddenly developed. The world’s governments assembled a team of experts to study the fissure and I was invited to be a part of it. I was about to enter my tent when I heard Dr. Manheim’s voice. I saw him standing at the fissure’s edge and ran up to him. He pointed inside the fissure and whispered.
“Is that an eye?”
Not one, but two gigantic eyes, and a snarling mouth were slowly getting closer…
(Find the sequel – Flash Fiction: Fissure 2 )
Prompt:
Wickedly frightening.
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Thanks so much, Paul! π
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Looks like we are going somewhere with this…expecting the conclusion or are we stuck with it as it is?
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I think there should be more! π
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I wouldnβt mind a follow up with whatβs next!
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I did write the next one! π
Oops wait..I did not link it to this one..on it right now! π
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Hmm. so what’s next! Compelling and exciting piece.
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Thanks so much! π
I did post a sequel to this one! π
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I’ll look for it.
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Yes! π
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A wonderful short piece. Leaves me wanting more!
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Thank You, Elizabeth! π
I did post a sequel to this one! π
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