Based on the story of
The Lost City of Gold
found in the Journals of
Conquistadore Lázaro Fonte
I thought we had ridden in circles for the last three days, but Captain Lázaro Fonte kept assuring us that the map was being followed.
We had never seen this map; Captain had found it in the study of his great-grandfather, Conquistadore Lázaro Fonte, his name sake.
After the draining Lake Guatavita and only finding minuscule treasure fragments- nothing compared to The Lost City, Lázaro Fonte (the great-grandfather) had traveled home to further analyze all of the artifacts that had been taken from the Muisca people.
The great-grandson had stumbled across this map as a lad and he had dreamt about leading this expedition ever since.
We had found the opening in the cliffs (just as the map had predicted); and now three days later, we could see the light… but was it El Dorado?
Written for Five Sentence Fiction. Requirements: The Photo Prompt and just five sentences.