This is Part 9 of an on-going serial I’m writing called, “Lyr the Enchanter”. To read the story from the beginning, you can find the story index, here.
I walked along the shore of the Isle of In-Between, cautious not to get too close to the water’s edge. Even on the foreshore I wasn’t safe from the monsters that dwelt beneath the indigo waves.
Gazing out over the water, I saw the skeletal remains of the island’s guardians turning to quicksilver as the sun set. They shimmered, and glimmered, and transformed; nothing was ever static here. It waxed and waned according to an ancient magic I could not see nor hope to understand.
The only spellcraft I understood was enchanting. And now my wife wanted me to use it to take another’s life.
My dark thoughts were disturbed as something broke the surface of the water, rearing up high above me.
‘Lyr the Enchanter,’ it hissed, snake-like, turning its dead face towards me. ‘I have a proposition for you. What would you bargain in exchange to leave this island?’
Written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #9 – And this week, I’m only 1 word over the 150 word limit – woohoo!
Oh,, rising worms and talk of spells. What is he about to do the water-lands? Oh, gotta wait again to next week. 🙂
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Whatever it is, knowing Lyr’s abysmal luck, I don’t think it will be good… 🙂
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I’ll try to serve him the worst of luck. Gotta keep that arc tight. 🙂
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Definitely. I’m sure he somehow deserves it 🙂
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We’ll have to concoct a pudding recipe, heavily dosed with dastically luck, and name it Just Deserts!
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Ha ha ha 🙂
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Namaste Sammi 🙂
Another enjoyable instalment – Lyr at his pondering best, musing possibilities, chewing-over options – the story keeps shifting much like the magic of the island, which seems to be a living entity in itself: everything is in motion breathing.
Snakes eh? Just gotta love ’em when they come along or duck quickly out of their way: there doesn’t seem to be any in-between ground with them, but I guess that’s the way it should be with snakes. Who or what is this hissing fiend and what might happen next?
Namaste 🙂
DN
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That’s a perfect description of the Isle – you always have such a wonderful understanding of place, Dewin 🙂
And as for who or what this sea monster is, we shall just have to wait until the next photo prompt, and hope we get an answer… 🙂
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Namaste Sammi 🙂
Thank you Sammi…perhaps it is because I’ve walked a similar isle a long, long, long time ago.
‘…and hope we’ll get an answer’ – the anticipation is to much to bare! But I shall endure and live with expediency for another week.
Write on Sammi, write on.
Namaste 🙂
DN
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Ohhhhhh that was wonderful!!!
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Thank you so much, Violet 🙂
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