draliman on life

Here is my story for Priceless Joy’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. This week’s photo was contributed by Sonya from Only 100 Words.

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Copyright Sonya

“There it is!” cried Maglatosh, rushing forward.

“Yes, yes, on the pavement next to that ugly yellow plant life,” replied Gringadesh. “We are so close, Maglatosh!”

Maglatosh bent over for a closer look. “These symbols on the cover, they must be the ancient glyphs of Gragnok, The Destroyer.”

“Indeed,” replied Gringadesh. “I’ve never seen them myself, but they must be, yes!”

The companions stared at each other for a moment, scarcely able to believe that after so many years they had finally found it. The key to the destruction of Earth.

Gringadesh bent down, levered the hatch open and peered inside. “Look! As prophesied, the Sacred Valve of Gragnok!”

“Turn it, turn it!” yelled Maglatosh. “The Earth shall die!”

Gringadesh turned the valve. From the other side of the wall, a frustrated voice called out.

“Miriam, my hose pipe’s stopped working! Did you turn off the water?”

“Hmm,” mused Gringadesh. “Maybe this isn’t the Sacred Valve of Gragnok after all.”

“I concur,” said Maglatosh. “Our search continues!”