After all I’d been through to find it, at the very last moment the medallion slipped through my fingers. The rubies encircling the diamond center glinted in the pockets of sunlight as the necklace descended, almost in slow motion. Down it fell, through the cracks and crevasses until it disappeared entirely. The whole journey wasted, an entire trek up the mountaintop, all my men dead. Years of searching. All of it for nothing. I couldn’t return empty-handed. I wouldn’t. Closing my eyes, I let go and through the cavern I fell too, into the dark abyss.
Sue Clayton
26/11/2022 02:09:28 am
Descent into an abyss of despair. This desolate soul can join the men who went before.
David Milner
26/11/2022 10:39:19 am
The ultimate sacrifice. Told in sombre prose. Nicely done, Eilleen. Comments are closed.
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