The Invasion
Gad scoured the map, allowing his finger to trace through the region marked with red.
"I think this is the spot," he said, his finger pointed at a part surrounded by mountains. "We'll invade by sunset, stay guarded," he added.
No one slept, they remained vigilant while sharpening their tools.
This is my Entry to zapfic50 friday-prompt. Where writers are expected to write a short story with no more than or less than 50 words. Want to spark your creativity on short stories?, Check the freewrites community for daily or weekly prompt. I hope you enjoy this one.
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