#FiveSentenceFiction: Wheels

WheelsShe stood in front of the gate, and remained still, listening for the sounds that the oracle had described.

Around her, the trees were silent, there seemed to be no bird or other living things, but the trees.

Then she heard the low grumble, a sound so faint that only her training allowed her to recognise.

She shivered a little, soon they would be here, invading her world, their hideous chariots and spears spreading terror among humans.

But she only had to throw the bomb at her feet, to silence the thousand wheels of hell, and seal the gate.

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