Fear immobilizes.
Only wide-eyes exposed beyond my tightly gripped sleeping bag. Years searching for BigFoot, and now I hear its unwelcoming beastly sounds closing in. I hope just to survive the night.
Suddenly, unbearable weight presses me down as I sink DEEP into the soil. Escaping clenched teeth, its drool hits my face.
Overwhelming fear leads to unconsciousness.
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I'm stirred awake by soft, luminescent light. The sky has a lid, as though I'm trapped under a bowl. All the mythological creatures roam freely, occasionally disappearing into portals.
I now understand why they are rarely seen.
Hollow Earth.
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Brandon Phifer
Happily married, father of four. Writing has always taken a back seat to life, but I seem to always find my way back to it. I've decided to finally trust my mom's lifelong encouragement and write more consistently & let creativity flow!
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