Here’s my take on this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt. Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple for organizing this! To see the (modern) photo that inspired this, and to read the other writers’ stories, click here.
Daerona pushed his torch closer to the wall. Those odd wheels couldn’t be decoration. Not after creeping through so many temple tunnels, after digging out all that debris. This must lead to the Bedchamber of Da’atal.
A puzzle lock, perhaps? Anqearo couldn’t detect any magic or traps, but that didn’t reassure Daerona. Azza’at spells were powerful.
The skeleton’s bracer caught Daerona’s eye. Wait, that wasn’t Azza’at. Much more recent. Uh-oh.
“Look, they move.” Nobody had been minding Thono.
Too late. Thono turned a wheel.
Only Daerona escaped the cave-in.
“So, I excavate again, only without Thono. Just my luck.”