Writing Prompts Day 27

Day 27 of the daily prompts:

Flesh

The flesh was attached to her teeth. She ripped off a tree branch and picked out the remnants of the adventure she had eaten. She hoped they would shower before they hit the caves and found her. Or at least, would rub some garlic on.

She had to get out of the cave systems. The repetitiveness of the adventures, guarding the treasure, and the dampness were starting to get to her after a century being locked down here. It was just the damn treasure. Every...