#writephoto: I really can’t think of a title for this…

This short story is for Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt. Sorry, Sue, went a bit silly this week.


“Could have been a lookout post,” Danny said. “You can see for miles up here, and the sentry would have been cosy, out of the wind.”

His sister looked at him scornfully and ran her fingers over the stone slabs.

“Not even barbarians were that stupid. You think they’d have spent all that energy on a lookout post? It would have been hell to build—each of these stone slabs must weigh tons. What do you think they used to drag them up here? Elephants?”

Danny wasn’t listening. He was standing in the entrance that could have been a man-made doorway and could have been wind-eroded.

“Danny, don’t go in,” Jess said, a note of worry in her voice. “There might be something living inside.”

Danny snorted and pushed past the elder bush growing in the thin layer of accumulated soil on the sill.

“Hey!” His voice was shrill and excited. “Jess, look at this!”

He reappeared in the entrance, staggering beneath the weight of what looked astonishingly like an elephant’s tusk.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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