“That’s not the horizon as you’re used to it.” Captain Enbarra stood next to the anchor, fingers nervously tapping. “It’s the edge of the world.”
I peered at it. “You’re sure you won’t go any closer?”
“Absolute. You’re the one the Queen’s paying to hop over the edge.”
I tightened the harness around my waist and checked the connecting rope. “Please remember to pull me in if I fire a flare.”
“For sure, mate.”
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This 74-word ditty was written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #93, Horizon.
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Great story!
Thanks!
This story can go farther — I jus’ know it!
I need to decide what happens next before I can post more!
I’ve the feeling he will not pull over!
Personally, I just hope his rope is strong enough to reel him back in after he tries!
Would like to know the rest of it. Good one.
Quite an adventure… a sequel would be awesome.
Thanks! I’m going to have to come up with something at this point, aren’t I?
Loved this!