Feb 12, 2012

Tomb Stone

Five Sentence Fiction:
Sacred.





The ancient stone lay in wait, carved centuries ago with the images of forgotten gods and unknown rituals.  Preserved within this tomb of dust and stale air it had remained hidden from those who seek to uncover the mysteries of other civilisations.  Here it had been safe from those who would want to excavate it and reveal to the world this new evidence of past mythology.  When the people were respected among their own, midnight sacrifices were made to the earth, and it was the age of blood and darkness and survival and life.  Here it had mourned the passing of its era and escaped the teachings of the modern world.


adventure awaits...
Jaq xx

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