Monday, April 23, 2012

Flash Friday Fictioneers… DRIP, DROP, DRIP


Something keeps rumbling overhead.  Sounds of pushing.

I was falling.  That was the scariest part.  Of course the landing wasn’t a piece of cake… hurt like hell. Right on my back.  Oh, God it hurts my ribs to move.

How long has it been? Maybe five days now.  I can remember walking the field, then grabbing at air as I went down the pit.  So fast… like instant. 

 I can just see some light above, and the drip of water every once in a while has been a Godsend.  I think I’m past hungry.

There’s the rumbling again.  

Darkness…

Another 100 Word Photo Prompt from Madison Woods… and here’s where to find the stories… Madison’s blog

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