Friday Fictioneers 100 word story, June 1, – ERUPTION

Breathing is difficult, the air thinner. We estimate the mesa just another few miles. Closer now, we gain momentum, our excitement building.  We approach the last rise. Nearing the edge we feel heat generating under the earth’s surface, hot to the soles of our feet.  Snow runoff forms puddles, then mud, sliding into our boots.

Why is it so hot? Something isn’t right.

We’re here! Peering down we stare into a deep cavernous cauldron. Whooshing, boiling, sulfuric acid white clay rising, spinning, up the mammoth mouth it comes, towards us. An eruption, eminent.  No protective cover. No time to run.

Posted May 31, 2012 by Joyce in Friday Fictioneers, Short Fiction, Writing

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