Furious Fiction March 2024
For those of you who don’t don’t know Furious Fiction is a writing exercise for writers. Each month has different prompts and rules. The rules for March Furious Fiction are;
Your story must include a character who revisits something. (See more details below.
Your story must include the same colour in your first and last sentence.
Your story must include the words CAMP, FAST and SPARK. (Longer words are okay if original spelling is retained.)
Greed
Rose walked through the rain, the blackness of the night stretching out in front of her for what seemed like an eternity. She didn’t need light, she’d travelled this path often enough in the last year to be able to walk it with her eyes closed. Now here she was revisiting the same place once again. When she came to a stop, Rose stood there, staring at the head stone, rain pouring over her soaking through her clothes.
They’d met at a camp, they’d fallen in love so fast, there just been an undeniable spark between them. It had been hot and heavy, the type of love that was all consuming, the type of love that could burn you. And it had all ended as fast as it had happened. To this day it still felt like a dream. It was unbelievable to think that an impulsive decision could change everything.
Rose dropped to her knees and began digging. The dirt was wet and hard to move, it felt like it took an entirety of digging before her fingers finally grazed the edge of the metal. She’d buried it here until enough time had passed that it wouldn’t arouse suspicion for it to reappear.
They’d stumbled upon it by accident, they’d gotten lost and ended up in the middle of what had been an archeological dig, but everyone was dead. The locals believed that the idol was cursed, but Rose had done her research. It wasn’t the idol that was cursed. It was because of greed. There was no person alive that could resist the temptation of the money that would come from selling a gold statue the size of their forearm. That was life changing money. All humans would fall to that greed.
Pulling the idol out of the ground Rose brushed off the dirt, before wrapping it up in her coat. Getting to her feet Rose hadn’t even taken a step before she heard the unmistakable click of a gun being armed. “I should have known you weren’t dead. Not finding your body was really suspicious after all.”
Rose turned around and faced her lover, who wasn’t dead in the grave that she had spent the last year visiting. Instead he was standing there, looking healthy pointing a gun at her. Just like before, her lover wasn’t done betraying her. ”You really pretended to be dead, just to smoke out the idol. Humans really are the scariest monsters.”
“Don’t pretend you’re any better than me.” Tim said disgusted that Rose would pretend to be so moral and dignified.
“I suppose you’re right,” Rose muttered reaching behind her back her fingers touching the cold metal of the gun she had hidden in her waistband. “Humans really are the scariest of monsters.”
It was in the dead of the night, when the sounds of gunshots rang out. The storms drowned out the sounds, leaving nothing behind the inky blackness of the cemetery, the night stretching on endlessly.