The next morning I was awoken by someone kicking me. "Rise and shine newbie!" the same woman from last night screeched. I stirred and got up. I realized it was barely sunrise. I guess my life will be quite different here.
Once I was outside of my tent and ready for the day I was greeted by a petite woman with beautiful, long blonde hair. "Don't be frightened to much by the grizzly. She is more bark than she is bite. My name is Sansa by the way. What's yours?" She asked enthusiastically. "Elizabeth Reinhart, and thank you." I replied. "You seem fun! I'm so glad that you are fun. No one else is much fun around here. I think we will be best friends." Sansa exclaimed. "I think we will." I assured.
The sands of the desert were pale and arid. Our camp was deep within an area the locals called "the Lost Desert". It didn't seem very lost to me, but there were ancient stories of a city that once stood here. The city of promise they called it. Local legend says it was the largest and most advanced city in the world at the time. Of course, these were just old wives tales. We were digging for artifacts that been determined to have been buried in this area.
Little did we know our team of 25 would dwindle down and only one would make it out alive.....
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What's Not Meant To Be Found
Mystery / ThrillerJust a short story I found a writing prompt over. I hope you like it. This is my first actual story. I love writing I'm just not good at it. It gets better the further you read, I promise. What is not meant to be found? How will it change my life...
