Here’s the prompt for this week. What’s going on here? I don’t see any people, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t people about. Then again, maybe there aren’t any people about, but other things entirely. In that lake, for instance. On the other hand, perhaps this is a completely innocuous camping trip and there’s nothing at all sinister.
But of course there’s conflict. Has to be, else you don’t have a good story! And speaking of a good story, you have 100 words to tell us your good story, either in the comments of this post or at your own web home with a link right back to us, please. We can’t wait to read it!
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Professor Blixen was adamant. His wife Miranda was up here somewhere, resting in a rock pile or under the peat. Each Summer, he would lead a troop of excited grad students, ostensibly to search for the remains of giant squid which were known, on rare occasions, to wash up on these beaches. He came to find her too.
Miranda, once his soul mate had disappeared in a flash storm a few years ago, wandered off in her famously stubborn way imagining that the high waves might bring a treasure onshore.
Indeed, a massive tentacle had grabbed her by the leg.