The Pentober 2025 prompt for today is MIRE!
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Write a 100 word story (or any length).
And TAG
TRANSCRIPT
Major Hornsby laid on his back, looking up at a mass of trees shielding the morning sun from his face. He tried to take a deep breath but a broken rib stopped him. Then he heard a branch snap in the distance, disturbing a flock of birds in the trees. A momentary distraction. Long enough for him to grunt and roll onto his stomach.
The ground was wet, soaked through from rain and blood. His eyes surveyed the mutilated bodies around him. Then another branch snapped and his head moved towards the sound. The beast was still there. Watching. Hungry.
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