Our quest had brought us to Logs Town.
The inane promise of exquisite, undiscovered treasures brought many hunters to this town. Nobody had managed to find the location of the legendary mine. Without even a silhouette of a map available, it was a foolhardy quest for most people. We were not most people. The heavy snowfall had been timely.
It eradicated all chances of intrusion…
(Find the sequel here- Flash Fiction: Ducks)
Word Count: 65
Prompts;
Weekend Writing Prompt #89 – Silhouette
FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2019: WEEK #2
The Dark Netizen 