The Tunnel – Sunday Photo Fiction

AnElephantCant crawl down a tunnel
It’s not that he’s afraid of the dark
If he eats one more cookie
His mammothe bahookie
Gives him a problem even getting onto The Ark

and he does not want to be extinct!

Sound Bite Fiction

Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by my old friend Al Forbes.
The idea is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in his picture (below).
This week’s intriguing photo has all the potential to lead to a dark place.
Or is there always light at the end of the tunnel?
Click on this link to enter your tale, and see what others have written.

Copyright Al Forbes Copyright Al Forbes

The Tunnel

I am dazed by the fall, unsure if I passed out or not.
Stupid, I think, so careless.
I do not want to need help so close to the body I have just buried.
I seem to be in a cave, or tunnel, perhaps.
Yes, probably fell down a mine shaft, there was once a thriving industry here.
I see a light in the distance.
I stagger to my feet, stumble towards…

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About AnElephantCant

An artist/writer/poet combination whose blogs reflect an approach to life that celebrates nature and takes a tongue-in-cheek view of most issues. So you get rhymes and doodles, photographs and comment. Irreverent and irrelevant. Occasionally funny, sometimes serious, mostly pointless. https://anelephantcant.me/
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2 Responses to The Tunnel – Sunday Photo Fiction

  1. Dale says:

    Just as well he avoid them, then!

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