Back at work, so paradoxically, time to write. I’ll leave this short, so I also have time to read (and comment) on other people’s entries for the current weekly 100 word challenge - to use the word ruby.
He stood agog, staring at the mounds of treasure. Tomb robbing was easy! He hadn’t even needed to unsheathe the sword at his hip. He unwound the sack from his waist, wishing now that he had brought more, though now he knew the route, he was already planning his return.
Gems and gold flickered and gleamed in heaped piles from his torchlight. Thrusting his torch into the jaws of jewel encrusted statue, he fell to his knees and began shoveling treasure into his sack with both hands.
The eyes of the statue flashed ruby red, and his torch went out.
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| Picture from here. It's one of my favourite treasure images, I've loved it for years, maybe because of the tankard |
Poor treasure hunter! Always enjoy your writing =)
ReplyDeleteUh oh .... sounds like the treasure hunter is for an untimely death. That brought back memories of Indiana Jones. Good read!!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great interpretation of the prompt..enjoyed this, well written.
ReplyDeleteLoved this - sounds like the start (or middle) of a great adventure story.
ReplyDeleteOh is he for it now! Nice one and an original response to the prompt.
ReplyDeleteJust deserts!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great adventure. Excellent interpretation.
ReplyDeleteUh-oh, tomb raiding is never going to be a straight forward business! Like the twist. :)
ReplyDeleteOoooh, I love a good ghost story.
ReplyDeleteLove it, so does he escape?
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