Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by my old friend Al Forbes.
The idea is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in the picture (below).
This week’s prompt again comes from the man himself, and sent me into the terrifying world of ancient curses.
Sort of.
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The Mummy’s Curse
It isn’t easy being an archaeologist.
I had to look up the spelling on my site pass, it is quite a tricky word!
We have to do a lot of digging and brushing and hard work, sometimes in very hot countries.
Here in Egypt it burned my pale skin when we were outdoors, we Scots are not designed for temperatures way over 30 centigrade.
When we get underground the heat is stifling, and I suffer badly from hay fever.
And I had to go to school for years and years, learning lots of useless things, like history.
As for hyro, higher, hiera, I mean Egyptian writing, it just makes no sense.
They don’t even use real words, just wee pictures, and they say they were civilised!
Anyway now we’ve dug up these coffin thingys, and the really bad stuff starts.
My boss says there is usually a curse.
That’s all I need, I can tell you!
My wife is already mad at me for spending so much time away from home.
So we study it very carefully, preparing ourselves for the worst.
The Mummy’s Curse is not for the faint-hearted.
Ladies, please look away now.
It says:
‘Oh, drat’.