Writing Session: "Trapdoor"
Please keep in mind that you're about to read an excerpt of a very early draft that may include spelling & grammatical errors. The final draft will be rewritten & corrected.
The salt continued to rain down from above, mercilessly, until at last my screams were silenced by it. My legs were stone, my arms pinned. I became trapped inside a sarcophagus of salt.
It would’ve been my fate too, had it not been for the sand giving way at my feet only minutes later, …