Jerry stood but two spans tall. The snow, when he was found reached near the top of his frozen pointed hat. His last words, “Just a wee bit longer,” etched forever on his grave stone gave tribute to his dedication to guard the treasure’s entrance and save all the chocolate for himself.


This is a story I wrote for the 55-Word Challenge hosted by Jerry’s Nightmares. Rules: in under 55 words write a story inspired by one of three photo prompts.