Stories tagged “treasure”

  • One Man's Trash

    Tears dripped slowly from the walls of the decrepit abode. Stairs cried with the anguish of memories of many years neglect. The foundation wobbled with insecurity. Paint faded to various bleak shades. What a drab sight it was, but it’s inhabitant...

  • The Brass Star

    It was one of the brass stars that marked where Union Troops had shelled the unfinished capital building during Sherman’s March. I looked left then right, and then pried the star off the wall. There behind it was a roll of old and brittle paper. ...

  • The Brass Ring

    I looked through the peephole and saw an older man dressed like a Southern Colonel, right down to his Colonel Sanders mustache and goatee, only his was salt and pepper in color. I opened the door a crack and he took off his hat and said, “May I h...

  • Leaving Stowed Treasures Lie

    A boy awakens. The dust of the attic is peacefully settled about him, and the sun no longer streams through the window. Pale light now sifts through, pitiably diffuse and weak. Worries start to nag at the boy, creeping from the shadows and reeking of a...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • hidden treasure

    “You know,” Zooey said, peeking her head inside the room, “If you’re going to crash at my place when you’re too drunk to come home after whatever it is you do, I’d really appreciate some kind of gratuity present̷...

  • Stockton's Hoard

    Captain Stockton turned north and walked toward a large rock outcropping. He made notes on his map by the light of the full moon while three of his crewmen struggled along behind with a large chest full of gold doubloons. The treasure had nearly capsiz...

    • Author: kaellinn18
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • I found treasure

    When I was little, I wanted to be a pirate and find treasure. My mom was not happy to find detritus lining my pockets. When she queried, I shrugged and told her about finding treasure. “Treasure is not about what you find. It’s about the pe...

  • suspicions aroused

    Zooey turned to go, but stopped suddenly, spinning around daintily on her toes. “By the way,” she started with a puzzled expression, “Have you seen any of my coffee mugs? I swear, every time I put one down it disappears into some sort...

  • Who would believe old man Worbash?

    When I arrived at the old house, there was silence. On the ground floor, near the fireplace, there was this big trunk set in a corner. The note said: “Look for the treasure in the box of surprises.” I tested the trunk’s cover. It was ...

  • Alastair Keckilpenny's Treasure

    My Uncle Alastair died last week at the remarkable age of 110. Alastair Keckilpenny was my Great, Great Uncle on my Mother’s side of the family. I met him only once, on the occasion of his 95th birthday, celebrated in Wakefield, Yorkshire. I was ...

    • Author: Bob Liddil
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Forever unwind

    To my surprise, what I did find, was nothing I’d ever seen. An old watch with no band, three hours behind, but still ticking along with ease. Three half pence, cut down the middle, their bronze plain to see. A stack of letters, postage paid, turn...

  • Thorg and Spannael

    “Wots this then?” the customs inspector pulled a bit of junk from the sack of junk Thorg had dumped on the desk. Spannael, being patted down by a surly guard, leaned over to look at it. “Nothing, innit? Just a bit o’ shine from ...

  • Frank's Map

    Frank is a man with a problem. He has been doing drugs since the age of fourteen. First weed, than some pills that made him see things and finally needles. I’m not sure what kind of sweet venom he’s actually putting into his bloodstream. I&...

  • The Cotillion Cavern

    This place of the House is not to be trifled with. It is not for the faint hearted, or the weak, or the cowardly, or the clumsy. This cavernous room is the embodiment of danger. The floor has trapdoors opening at the end of every third waltz. The drink...

  • The Banks of The River

    There was a river in the middle of the Amazon jungle that is the stuff of legend. It has been said to be sacred, cursed, alien, sentient, and many other things. The agencies of the world have deemed it off-limits until their scientists can study it. Th...

  • Sharks are the Least of My Problems

    The walkie-talkie blared to life with Rita’s Carribean accented voice. “Roger, you gotta get outta dere. Sometings driving de sharks wild in ya area.” Sharks are the least of my problems, Roger thought. His arms ached from holding the...