The Ruins

A flash fiction story

Claire J. Harris
Nov 7 · 3 min read
Photo by Raph Howald on Unsplash

The excavated ruins still gleamed in their rainforest surroundings. From where she sat atop the pyramid, she could see across the forest’s canopy roof but night was falling and its inhabitants were cloaked in darkness. She flicked the switch of the torch uselessly for she knew the battery was dead. She could have kicked herself for not replacing it back at the village when she had the chance. From within the…

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Claire J. Harris

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Global wanderer. Expert thumb-twiddler. Travel writer, screenwriter and copy writer. Find me at www.clairejharris.com.

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