Short Story: The Mountain

Genre: general, mystery?

 

People flocked to the mountain for enlightenment, only to return an empty shell of themselves. No one else cared. Neither did he.

Until his little sister became one of those empty shells.

“Something’s not right,” he said as he packed his gear.

His wife didn’t stop him. Just quietly helped him pack.

“Take care of yourself. I would rather you come back empty handed than not come back at all,” she said.

He kissed her. Then again, just in case.

“I will.”

He walked out to join the others who shared his goal. All had lost someone to the mountain.

“Let’s go.”

~End~

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Posted on October 30, 2017, in Short Stories and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

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