Ultimate Survival Sacrifice

As all forms of water evaporated worldwide, the Oasis, a lush area protected by a massive concrete wall and guard station, offered the final hope for the remaining drought survivors. Judging by the dead bodies strewn across the path near the compound entrance, I assumed the guards were not planning our welcome party today. Pity.

Hearing a desperate request to find a way inside, I speak while reluctantly reaching for a hidden Vodka bottle from my backpack.

“Let me attempt to bribe the guards and once I signal, slip in fast.”

Praying to St. Michael, I quicken my pace forward.

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Inspiration: Friday Fictioneers with host, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

THE CHALLENGE:

Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end.

THE KEY:

MAKE. EVERY. WORD. COUNT.

 Photo source: John Nixon at The SuperCargo.com

 

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26 thoughts on “Ultimate Survival Sacrifice

    • Sun says:

      yes! Vodka can be a life saver at times…:) thanks for the visit, Brenda…and for your wonderful Red String story. delightful!

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      • Brenda says:

        I was happy to see you in my reader. If people aren’t in the reader, I can’t always find them. I’m trying to compile a list of people I want to visit if I don’t find them in my reader, but it’s an enormous undertaking. I don’t know if I have the time/energy to finish.

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      • Sun says:

        it’s an enormous effort keeping up on a daily basis with blogging…i truly understand, Brenda. i have dropped down to a post a week it seems just so i can attend to personal things going on and at least have some time to answer comments and visit readers. you have a great week and happy writing. 🙂

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