Dinosaur Dreams

I work on poetry at my other blog,A Full Cup of Tea, and dabble in some short stories and flash fiction here with the FRIDAY FICTIONEERS. Every Friday authors from around the world gather to share their 100 word stories based on the photo prompt hosted by Rochelle Wisoff. We offer support, constructive criticism, and encouragement to each other . Readers are encouraged to comment. My contribution for the week follows the photo prompt below…

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PHOTO PROMPT © Douglas M. MacIlroy

Running…running…

A loud roar in the distance causes me to stumble over my feet. Shoving sticky green foliage out of my way only slows down my escape. The jungle is so dark it’s unreal, but the fear I feel is real. As I run from the roaring tremors closing in,  I struggle to catch my breath. The monster is closing in…

Woosh…clean air pains my lungs as I break free from the thick, hot jungle onto a cliff’s ledge. Snarling teeth snap below. Do I take a chance?

Another tremendous roar reinforces my jump…

Then I wake up.

— Dreamscape: 100 words–

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5 thoughts on “Dinosaur Dreams

  1. Alice Audrey says:

    What a nightmare!

  2. Good pace and tension.
    Tracey

  3. Dear Jenn,

    Looks like we both wrote about nightmares this week. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  4. gahlearner says:

    That’s how I felt after I saw Jurassic Park when it first came out in the early nineties, CGI being all new and sensational. This is a nail-bitingly good build-up of tension, and a much needed relief in the end.

  5. micklively says:

    ..then I wake and find I’ve kicked the wife out of bed again: it’s safer with the monsters.
    Good piece.

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