The bustling gold camp roared as the sun began to rise and the clinking of picks striking rocks filled the air.
The prospector, fueled by determination, placed his entire fortune on the line as his days unfolded in an uncertain way.
Anticipation hung heavy, mingling with the scent of sweat and dust. He bet it all for a chance at gold.
Tomorrow would tell the tale, carrying with it the promise of either a hope fulfilled or a crushing disappointment of this prospector’s dreams that floated in the air.
—By Steven Wade Veatch
A prospector at work. This AI image was created by the author with the assistance of MS Designer.
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