1900

This is my 1900th Vocal story.

The music is "Snowfall" by Øneheart X Reidenshi

The Prompt

Write a 250 word microfiction that takes place in a snowy setting.

1900

The new millennium is here, Queen Victoria is on the throne and we were walking towards the South Pole to celebrate by planting the Union Jack there to celebrate her glorious Imperial Reign.

But the cold and snow has come down and the whole of our expedition has succumbed and frozen to death. I am the only survivor and though I have the ensign with me, and two dogs, there is no way that I will make it to the Pole, and it is even further back.

We are huddled together in our tent, using the little oil stove sparingly, because when the oil runs out we will be depending on each other's body heat, knowing that each time we drift into sleep might be our last time on this mortal plane.

We were all so certain that we would succeed, but the weather and landscape have defeated and destroyed us all. All hope is gone. There will be no rescue, our families will be told we are lost heroes.

The wind is howling and snow is falling on the tent, it will be our final resting place, our tomb. The dogs have been howling, but they are now quiet. Soon this tent will be dark and quiet and no one will move.

The final resting place for three bodies, the last remnants of the expedition to plant the flag for our Queen Victoria. Now that will be tasked to someone else.

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This journal entry was found with three frozen bodies ten miles from the South Pole.