Fantasy Drabble #72 “X marks the spot”

My arms were numb and my hands didn’t want to hold the shovel anymore. “That’s it. I’m done.”

“The hell you are; we’re so close!” Ricky said, but then he saw the look on my face. “All right, take a minute. Get some water.”

I reached over the lip of the hole to find the plastic bottle, and finished it in one gulp. “How much deeper?”

“I don’t know.”


“Listen, it says to dig, it says it’s down there, and it says we’ll be rewarded when it’s free. What more do you want?”

“All right.” I retrieved my shovel.

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