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Nasrin of the Desert
#100StoryChallenge — No89
After her mother died, Nasrin was left to the unforgiving sands of the desert. The nomad tribe had left them behind to the elements when her mother had shown the first signs of sickness.
A new sandstorm kicked up, and nothing could keep Nasrin from inhaling the sand and choking on it. Soon enough, she fell to her knees with a prayer on her lips.
The old gods didn’t hear her. But something else did.
A creature of smokeless fire appeared like a mirage on the horizon, beckoning her.
Anyone else would have turned away.
But Nasrin? She was desperate.
This is a part of my endeavor to go back to writing tighter fiction with more stringent word counts. It’s just one attempt at the 100 Story Challenge because I thought it would be a good exercise to do to keep my imagination sharp. We’ll see how it goes.
For longer fiction, you may enjoy my stories linked below:
