Dead and Dying

This is Part 15 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 closed my eyes. Suddenly I felt a tugging at my core as I was unwillingly pulled inwards. The dream-weaving I had experience whilst journeying here with The Boatman replayed itself.

At first I thought I had worked out who was behind it: Arastia. This, however, I quickly dismissed. She was no enchanter, and I was sure if there was another here on the Island with her I would have sensed it. Yes, she was pulling my strings, manipulating me, this I now knew for certain, but it was clear that someone else was trying to do the same.

The vision changed…

All was green. Not a healthy green, but a sickly one. I was surrounded by plants. Some tall. Some short. Some creeping across the ground, others reaching high into the air. But they had one thing in common: they were all dead or dying.

What did it mean?

Written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #15 – 150 words on the button!  Woohoo… 🙂  Next instalment coming Monday…

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