Friday Fictioneers, July 13, “The Buzzard”

The below story is fiction, submitted for the Friday writers’ group, Friday Fictioneers based on a photo prompt. This week’s photo prompt is, ‘The Buzzard,’ provided by Madison Woods.

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The Buzzard

Blackened, burned, nothing remained, but ash and debris. What do I do now? All was gone.

Like everyone else, warned to get out before the flames roared through the canyon, devouring everything on the mountain. Even the wildlife scattered.

A lone buzzard perched on a spindly branch in a knurled black tree watching me with its beady eyes, waiting for my demise too. I watched him too, angry, hungry! It had no right to be here, to wait in pursuit of its kill. I was the victim.

But, not this time! He would be mine!

Bang!

I’ve got dinner.

Posted July 12, 2012 by Joyce in Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, Short Fiction

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