Photo prompt-© Douglas M. Macllory
“Our misery should end now,” he said, pointing to a fish-like structure.
“Is that the treasure?” she asked in a shocked voice.
“It’s the last piece of the puzzle.”
“Who gets the privilege to unravel it?”
“Aren’t you too tired?”
“Go ahead; I can’t wait to have a look at the treasure.”
Two aliens had been watching them from their spaceship; their eyes insipid and stale.
“Will he unravel it?” said one.
“We have waited too long for the wise one,” said other.
“Let’s get ready to bring him up,” said first alien.
Second alien nodded, but not too confidently.
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