Guardian of the Tomb


A hiss and a slow, winding slither. A flicker of a flame-thin tongue between two white teeth.

Kenna froze under the branches of the ancient tree, inches from the cracked, moss-covered gateway into the ancient tomb, and stared at the serpent hanging down in front of her, its scales shimmering in the evening light.

A single venomous bite and she’d be dead. A movement, a breath, could startle it and she’s be done for before she could move.

But wait and it might strike anyway.

Her hand twitched, a subtle movement towards her belt. The serpent’s tongue flashed.

Her fingers closed on cold steel and the serpent lunged, mouth spread wide.

The machete hacked through the writhing coils and the serpent’s head flew off, landing amidst the stones.

Kenna’s heart pounded in her chest as she looked down at the bloodstained steel.

Then she stepped forward, into the tomb’s shadow.

Word Count: 150

This is for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Thanks to Priceless Joy for running the challenge and Kecia Spartin for providing the prompt photo!

36 thoughts on “Guardian of the Tomb

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  1. Loved this story – I especially loved the female lead taking control of the situation instead of fearing it. And the tomb – makes me want to read a part two 🙂

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  2. You’ve caught the tension here really well, despite the low word count! Well done and thanks for sharing – I want to know what happens next haha 🙂

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  3. Fabulous tension on this one! I get the feeling Kenna has faced dangers like this before — and obviously survived. What a great extra at the end, that she had to get past the snake in order to get to the tomb, where I’m sure another adventure awaits!

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  4. So glad she destroyed this snake! Wonder what comes ahead in the tomb? Hopefully not a great deal of slimy bugs as in the third Indiana Jones!

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