PHOTO PROMPT© Jennifer Pendergast

Winds whipped across the frozen pond. The worst of the winter was yet to come. The journey they had all agreed to had been more difficult then they ever thought possible. Their meager food supply would only last them a few more weeks. Eric wondered if they should turn back. The group decided to stay where they were. Over the next few days nine of the original thirteen either froze or starved to death. Eric looked over his shoulder at Trevek and wondered who was stronger. The ice cracked under his snowshoes as he approached his prey.

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers. The challenge is to write a complete story with a beginning, middle and end in 100 words of less.

Author: Danny James

“Travel makes one modest. You see what a tiny place you occupy in the world.”

14 thoughts on “Hardscrabble”

  1. A horrible circumstance that none of us would like to be found in. I don’t understand why he’s killing the other guy when they have so many frozen corpses to eat from now. Did I just type that. lol Gruesome any way you look at it.

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      1. Thank you, Danny. I was short on time this morning. I think your story captures the ill-fated journey of the Donner family so very well. Great take on it.


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