Hidden Treasure

I just need to see it.

Grant fumbled at the lock; it had been far too long since the last time. Why it had been locked away in the first place was a story lost to memory; now it was a fact of life.

A heavy clunk of the bolt cylinder, and the door swung open of its own accord.

There it was: a magnificent marble of magenta to mauve to midnight blue, a brilliant boil of golds and pinks cast their dying hues on the monolithic roof.

He watched it fade, feeling peace.

“Everyone should see this,” he whispered.

This flash fiction in 100 words was crafted for the M3 blog’s Flash in the Pan (marble).

Check out the companion poem for this flash that I posted at Okay, What If?


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