It had been two hours and panic finally succeeded in flooding my senses. No more brave face; hope no more.
Where was I? I had seen the same landscape the entire time I was lost – trees too tall; vegetation too dense; forest too evergreen.
I looked up at whatever sky I could find and let the panic flow through tears. Defeated and tired, I plopped down in despair.
Time stood still.
I sensed a movement. Panic again.
Suddenly space was curved, the forest a stretched blur; sky, streaks of blue on a green smear. Entire space cramped into a tunnel around me. I squeezed my eyes shut to kill the hallucination.
Very slowly, I opened my eyes. Tunnel still there. Unthinking, I started crawling.
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Flash fiction in response to Weekend Writing Prompt hosted by the lovely Sammi Cox.
This week’s challenge:
Prose Challenge – Write a story with a word limit of 125 words on the theme of ‘timelessness’.
Bonus point for each of the following:
- using the word “evergreen”
- setting the story in the photo above
Thought trail 