Inside a cave with vines hanging over the opening, concealing the crystal-encrusted stone interior, an outlaw drags her hunting knife slowly over the whetstone creating an ominous noise. The centre of this cave aligns with the centre of the world, making it full of magic. Many people believe that a treasure is hidden there, but no one who has attempted to find it has ever returned.
She plans to change that.
Putting away the whetstone, she starts the long dangerous journey to the centre of the cave. Creeping further into the gaping darkness and ever closer towards her worst nightmares.
This story was entered into the first round of NYC Midnight's 100 Microfiction Challenge.
The prompts were as follows:
Genre: Action/Adventure
Action: Sharpening a knife
Word to Include: Centre
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Short Stories
RandomA bunch of short stories from competitions that I've been in. WARNING: Some of these are really short, and so far none have won in any of the comps that I've been in.
