Owl and Raccoon took off their pith helmets and used them as cups, scooping water from the shallow river. They’d been exploring the jungle for weeks. Four days ago, a rock fall swept their guide, and most of their supplies, away.
“We’re going to die,” Raccoon said. He kicked a stone into the jungle. But it hit something solid. Curious, the adventurers chopped at the vegetation. After several hours, they found two small dark tunnels carved into the earth.
“This must be the temple,” Owl said, excitedly flipping through his notes. “From my empty eyes, you will find untold riches.”
Prompt courtesy of Sue Vincent‘s #writephoto challenge.