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Mysterious Encounter: The Dark Abyss by L. M. Montes (Part I)

The flat landscape lay empty. My night vision goggles guided me through the black of night while I ran for my life. The only sound penetrating the silence was my own puffs of breath. My lungs burned with the inhalation of air and adrenaline combination. The fleeting flash of a shadow slid by in my periphery on the right then another on the left.

I stopped and swept the terrain in front of me then to the rear, but there was no movement. Then I cocked my head and crinkled my brows when the ground in front of me moved. I was standing still, so this shouldn’t have happened. It led down now into a dark abyss. I couldn’t see into the depths below, even with my night vision goggles donned. I turned around, facing behind me again, ran two steps, and skidded to a sliding skid then tumbled down a steep slope. Not thinking to check the rest of the ground me, I assumed the rest was flat. Now, I fell on my butt, skidding downward. I pushed backwards with my hands and feet, but all that did was delay the inevitable. I rolled onto my stomach, scrambling upward. In that moment four dark figures with spikes protruding from the circumference of their heads stood at the mouth of the hole.

Anger heated my insides, and I jammed my fist into the dirt. The result drove it in six inches, so I used the indentation as a hand-hold, stopping my fall. I repeated same action with my left boot. Now, as I stood, pasting myself to the side of the slope, I gazed up again at the rim of the hole. But the four dark figures were gone.

A light high in the sky moved toward me, gaining in strength. I tore off my night vision goggles and continued staring at it. Its source came into view. It was a bright, glowing orb. It stopped above the hole, sunk lower in the sky as though staring at me, then it lifted back into the atmosphere, and shot away.

The ground beneath me lifted, becoming flat once more. The quiet air around me was deafening. I sat up, donned the night vision goggles again, and swiveled my head in all directions but saw no one. I tore off the goggles and stood, breathing hard and heart pounding. Then a pinch in my left side snapped my hand up, covering where I felt it. I leaned to the left, staggered a couple steps, and slumped to my knees. Something slick and sticky oozed. Dizziness played with my vision. I peered down, and a dark liquid covered my hand. Something hard slammed into my back. I hit the ground face down. Then someone struck the side of my head and darkness took over.

To be continued

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Lights of Fantasy: A Collection of Short Stories by L. M. Montes

Posted in Poetry

Enchanting Red Roses: A Garden Path of Sweet Memories by L. M. Montes

Along the garden path stands a trellis of red roses,
sweetest candied scents waft with buoyant wings,
senses swell,
memories dwell,
but future delight proposes.

Posted in Social

We All Fall

Monday, July 29th, while out for a walk, I tripped on a piece of cement sticking up from the sidewalk. This propelled me forward at a momentum I couldn’t stop, and I ended up flying over the curb, landing on the street, falling on my arms, and smacking the side of my face on the pavement. The result was two broken arms. The left arm was worse off with a broken ulna and a dislocated radius. The radius was popped back into place, but the break needed surgery. My right arm had a hairline fracture only, so my range of motion with it was hindered but not out of commission. I didn’t have a concussion from smacking side of my face on the cement. Overall, I was ok and rested as comfortably as was possible under the circumstances.

That above incident created a domino effect of sorts. The following week the daughter of my dad’s lady friend fell and broke her arms. Then a story of another was shared with me. We all fall. Whether physically or figuratively, we all fall. Some harder than others, but we do. We have two choices here. We can sit and wallow in regret, or we can get up, learn from the situation, and keep moving with our heads up.

My wrapped arm
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Reading…..a Mind Grabbing Pastime

What’s your next read?

Posted in Prompts

Wasting Time

I have to honestly say that, when I waste a lot of time, it’s done with playing games on my phone. Knowing this, I combat it with time limits. I make out a to do list each morning. After I finish one activity, I play a game for a ten to fifteen minutes, close it out, then on to the next item on my list.

Daily writing prompt
How do you waste the most time every day?
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Favorite Historical Figure

Who is your favorite historical figure?

Jesus Christ the Son of God, because he died for the sins of the whole world. He was innocent and was still crucified. He died, was buried, and arose from the dead on the third day. He saved us all, that whosoever believes in Him shall never perish but have everlasting life with Him in heaven.

John 3:16 says…

God so loved the world that He gave His one and only son, that whosoever believes in Him shall never perish but have everlasting life.

Yes…..He loves us all that much.

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Top Bucket List: France and England

I would like to visit many, but there are two I’d like to go to above all else. That would be France and England.

Daily writing prompt
What countries do you want to visit?
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Favorite Thing About Myself

What’s your favorite thing about yourself?

My favorite thing about myself is that I was made by God (Yawheh). I am His child.