What it’s all about:
Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each
week Lillie will post a one word
inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story
based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five
sentences, just use it for direction.
Pirates
There was not an ounce
of respite from the unforgiving sun as its rays beat down as the palm trees surrounding
him stood motionless like soldiers on century duty. Their leaves teased Luke
that they could give some shade but as he dug deep in the fine golden sands,
his skin began to blister in the searing heat despite the bronzed glow he had
from months at sea. Desperation took hold as the hole became so deep, Luke
could not be seen; if he couldn’t find it . . . he would be digging his own
grave.
“That’s a fine
whole you’re a digging’ came the unmistakable voice Luke had feared; looking up,
his fear confirmed as the Captain stared down through masses of black, matted
hair matching the unruly beard.
With resolve
disappearing fast, Luke swung the spade knowing it would be his last act on
this earth but it resisted as it hit the sand, making an unmistakeable clunk;
the Captain’s cracked face broke into a wicked smile showing teeth as black as
his beard as he murmured ‘Lucky . . . . . for now Master Luke, lucky for now.’
