Don't Ski in the Dark

by HarryT

Blackness, sinister and foreboding, saturated the icy cold dawn. The roaring wind cascaded deep into the isolated valley. What happened? I'm freezing. Damn it. I shouldn't have been skiing on the mountain after dark.

I move, pain ravaging the left side of my chest. I push on my rib cage greater agony erupts.

"Broken ribs, I bet."

I search my pockets.

"C'mon cell phone work... Damn, it's dead."

I fear my fate.

Is that a dog barking?

"Here! Here! Please, I'm down here in the crevice."

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In no more than 100 words write the beginning of this story. Your entry must start with these two sentences or it will not count:

Blackness, sinister and foreboding, saturated the icy cold dawn. The roaring wind cascaded deep into the isolated valley.

NOTE: Although I listed this as horror, any genre is okay. Write your story as war, romance, horror, mystery, or whatever else floats your boat. NO POETRY!

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Always beware, don't ski or climb a mountain at night.

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Fell down a crevice

Don't Ski in the Dark

by HarryT

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