Flash Fiction: The Rum

They had made it to the fabled town.

It had been a long voyage, full of poisonous perils and menacing monsters. The captain was happy with his crew. They had performed admirably under dire conditions. It was now time to partake in the town’s hospitality and fill their bellies with warm food.

The ship made port. It was the first time in months, that their legs had made contact with solid ground. The entire crew rushed towards The Amber Ocean. The Captain ordered a round of rum for all the mates. After all, it was the legend of this very rum that had brought the crew here.

One sip was all it took to realise it was just brilliant marketing.

Word Count: 120


Sunday Photo Fiction, December 16, 2018

Weekend Writing Prompt #85