Every Wednesday Madison Woods posts a picture prompt to challenge writers to create a 100-word story or poem or anything that works for you. then post your work on your blog. additionally, on friday, you go back to her site and post a link to your blog entry in the comments on her friday fictioneers post.
I’m going to try to keep up with this, as should you. give it a shot. i prefer to stick to 100 words, but she doesn’t mind either way. not everyone has the time to sit and write, revise, edit, revise, edit, etc. until getting it down to 100 and telling everything you want to tell.
For the past few weeks, I seem to have gotten away from the horror thing. I could have easily gotten nasty with this one, but it felt redundant. Oh well.
Here’s this week’s picture and my 100 words -
Six hours, complete darkness, a cold night. Two Allied soldiers lay silent, motionless in shrubs aside an uphill trail. The sun teased the horizon. Whispers began.
“Captain said find a sign along the trail.”
“Should we go up or down?”
“Dunno. Wrong way gets us killed.”
“Dammit.” Head shake. Neck rub. “Krauts can be anywhere.”
Eyes widened. Heads turned alertly. A bird fluttered from its nest searching for breakfast.
“No. The white thing on the tree. Maybe it’s the sign.”
One crawled forward, neck craned, crawled back.
“What’s it say?”
“Made in Japan.”