Copyright – Dawn Q. Landau
Some days he knows he will make it. Other days he wants to give in.
The Maze is endless, miles of hedge and stone, but at the end waits a prize beyond all imagining.
At last. A white sign reads, “Two more steps until you claim the prize.”
Tentatively, he puts one foot forward. The ground gives way beneath his feet: quicksand, the final trap. He steps back, circles around, and enters the hidden door. On the other side
He enters the Maze. He remembers only that the Maze is endless. At the end, a prize beyond all imagining waits.
Okay skipped a week, mostly due to burnout from juggling several flaming swords at once. Sort of. This is my weekly entry for Friday Fictioneers, where every week we get together and write 100 word stories. To join in, click the link above!