Spelunking

cave opening

Standing at the mouth of the cave, rays of the morning sun shining over my shoulder barely reach into the gaping abyss. A black so deep no light penetrates the confines of rock and mystery.

My stomach churns with frenzied butterflies at the thought of delving into the unknown. I call out a string of nonsense words, and their echoes return in perfect sequence, mocking my reluctance to take control.

With trepidation, I step over the threshold, ready to face my fears. I seek a treasure buried deep beneath the surface. There is no marked trail, I’m on my own.

This week’s Studio30 Plus prompt: inspired by Joanne, “…taught by my example,” and/or “echoes
The 100 Word Challenge is to tell a story in only 100 words. This week’s theme is Black

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I believe all good fiction includes an element of truth, and all good photography includes an element of fantasy. In this journal I hope to give voice to the stories swirling around in my head, and to capture the images I see through my camera’s lens.

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