For Sonya’s weekly prompt. 

photo by Nattu Adnan via Unsplash



Melia hesitates at the edge of the sinister expanse and narrows her eyes, but they have no choice; they have to cross.

“Follow me, Telo,” she whispers to her little brother and leaps to the first tussocky foothold, “and put your feet exactly where I put mine.”

A second leap, a third, and then a fourth later, a scream makes her spin around, her eyes full of horror, to see Telo, up to his knees in the sucking sand.

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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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