The Endangered Tribe

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

We looked at the logs of dry wood almost reverentially.

Times had been hard, the incessant rains and unstoppable floods had meant that we had been living on uncooked scraps, scavenged from wherever possible, for days now.

The old, infirm and the infants had suffered the worst, and the soil of numerous graves was still wet outside our village.

But now, the rains had finally ceased, and we found a tree which had dried sufficiently for our purpose.

The fire will burn again tonight.

We will survive.

All we need now is a nice, juicy man or woman to cook.


100 words.

Written as a part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words or less, based on the photo prompt given above. This week’s photo has been contributed by Rochelle herself.

To read other stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.



About anuragbakhshi

At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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60 Responses to The Endangered Tribe

  1. Moon says:

    Chilling last line .I am curious to know who they are etc.
    Great work, Anurag.

  2. Iain Kelly says:

    One of their own or do they hunt outside the tribe? An unsuspecting tourist might be in for a shock 🙂

  3. Martin Cororan says:

    Oh…and just when I was beginning to empathise!

  4. Sandra says:

    Killer last line.

  5. That last line made me laugh. Does that make me a bad person? Either way, I love this little story.

  6. Dear Anurag,

    Oh that last line. Suddenly I didn’t feel quite so bad for you MC. 😉 Well done.



  7. Yikes! That last line was a complete surprise! Well done.

    Susan A Eames at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos

  8. Dale says:

    Alrighty then. I shall steer clear of that area…

  9. Surprising but credible ending. Good story. Remind of their postcode please as I would like to swerve that area when I’m out.

  10. I scrolled down your tale, feeling happy and expecting a mellow stop. You gave a thundering, shuddering twisted stop!🙄😏🙂😀😋

  11. draliman says:

    Eek, I was feeling sorry for them until the last line. Still, we mustn’t judge other people’s lifestyle 🙂 Nice one!

  12. Varad says:

    Let them starve a bit more. Yikes! Good job on the twist, Anurag

  13. Killer last line! 🙂

  14. I’ve been to a few barbecues but never one like that! Nice one Anurag

  15. pennygadd51 says:

    Oof! What a thumping twist! Nice one, Anurag!

  16. yarnspinnerr says:

    ha ha … great twist in the tail. 🙂

  17. Alice Audrey says:

    Cannibalism or aliens?

  18. rgayer55 says:

    Let’s hope they’re not too dried up on the bone to be tender. 🙂

  19. plaridel says:

    what a twist in the end. totally unexpected. 🙂

  20. Laurie Bell says:

    Oh my gosh… creepy

  21. Beware any juicy morsel of man in the area – its feast night. Good story.

  22. Norma says:

    That was a killer last line. Nice twist.

  23. Endangered tourist more likely. Clever ending.

  24. granonine says:

    Yikes! Good place to stay away from. That last line was a complete surprise.

  25. You did a thrilling story well. Dark is good when it is done well.

  26. I didn’t expect them to be cannibals… I almost hope that they will learn to appreciate other food.

  27. Lynn Love says:

    A stirring tale of survival against the odds .. and then comes that last line! What a kicker! Well structured and nicely written

  28. A gripping story, I liked the courage of the villagers – until I learnt about their supper menu !

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