Thursday, 13 September 2012

55 Words #26: Fount

It wasn’t difficult to hear the rumble and hiss deep below the only vegetated patch of earth for miles, and new spirals of emerald ivy gave hope in desperate times.
The ground shook and the hydrant finally fractured…precious water spurted then gushed and the roar of the waiting crowd drowned out the thunderous fountain.

54 Words

This is for the 55 Word Challenge. Choose a picture and write a story using no more than 100 words. See Jezri's Nightmare's for further entries...


  1. Edge of the seat stuff, the anticipation of what was to come was captured well.

  2. This is my first visit since BlogFlash and The Flood; so glad I popped back to read Fount x.

  3. Thanks Laura and Lesley, I really appreciate the support!