Cabin in the Grove

A short distance from the house, in the foothills of the mountains, there is a grove of trees

Photo by Valentina Dominguez on Unsplash

PROMPT: The quail flies at midnight

The quail flies at midnight, it never stops. Its favorite time of night is when, on the side of a mountain or in a valley, it can lie still and wait for the dawn. A short distance from the house, in the foothills of the mountains, there is a grove of trees and under them a distant red light. There are two moons. The place is an eerie and deserted one.

The surrounding woods are dense and will grow darker as the sun sets, so no one will find out where the house is. What would you do if you were living in the neighborhood? Would you take shelter?

After checking the house, we went back down the path to see what there was. There were no signs of life. The grass had a scabbed look, as if it had been cut by an old prickly knife. It had scratches on it, and the dirt was gray, with a few faint white lines.

The house was more than half a mile away. The mountain drew closer and closer as we watched. Suddenly, in the woods at the bottom of the path, the ground suddenly came into view. From where we stood we could see the green strip of ground that ends in the house. It was a wide open field surrounded by a forest. The tree branches were big and dense, and the ground had a harsh, grassy feel. It was a serious yard. There was no one around, and no sounds. There were no windows.

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Editor’s Notes

Written by AI, uses my fiction 774 gpt-2 fine-tuned model.

Prompt

I wrote the prompt. It’s like an old tv spy joke.

Edits

Removed the word “Everything” from the very end to give it some finality.

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