Saints Marching

They clattered down the long hallway, down stairs littered with rocks, crossing the division into darkness.

“There it is again,” they whispered. A low bellow moaned from the depths below.

Right, left, left again, then down once more. Their torch flickered in the thin breeze.

“Any Minotaurs in this labyrinth?”

“Don’t worry. I know the way out.”

Another bellow, followed by sliding sobs. They sprinted hard now.

And then:  a Sousa solo.

“About time you got here!”  The earthquake had wrecked the practice room, tipping the sound panels and trapping Tony.

“We’ll save you, but that trombone stays here.”



Carrot Ranch Prompt (05/25/2017):  In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes the word longhorn. You can go with any of its meanings or make it a name of a person or organization. Cheese or cattle, technology or place, what can you create from the western icon? Go traditional or new; go where the prompt leads.

(Cuz a trombone is a long horn…cackle!)

Microfiction Madness Prompt: Write a 100 word or less story or poem about someone trapped in a room. Something must be upside down or sideways within the room. Include the word division


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