Crimson’s Creative Challenge #177: Aztec Cookie

Explorer’s Log, Quintilis 1502

Some days we find nothing -nothing to warrant the persistent sun, the steaming jungle, nor the rude accommodations. Each day drags longer as it pulls us further from a return home. The beating hours are enough to drive a man mad.

There’s a capuchin examining me. He knows what I think.

The men bear these stresses better than I, used to hard labour as they are. They say to have hope. Or, they may have said there was no hope; my grasp of the local dialect is still tenuous.

Aha! Dhorman comes as I write, bearing that broad, white grin of his. He holds something as he comes, shouting. What is he shouting?

“Cookie?”

©2022 Chel Owens

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Written in response to Crispina Kemp’s Crimson Creative Challenge.

11 thoughts on “Crimson’s Creative Challenge #177: Aztec Cookie

  1. Nope, Not Pam April 13, 2022 / 4:48 am

    His day has improved already. Yum 🙂

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  2. crispina kemp April 15, 2022 / 3:59 am

    I’m thinking this is either South America or Middle America, tipped off by the monkey. Love it, wherever it’s set

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