Nobody Leaves Adrastia Behind (Lyr #28)

This is Part 28 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.

Then I felt it: a deep rumbling in the earth. The door to the concrete building opened and someone shouted.

‘Lyr! Quick! Get back inside!’

Just as I crossed the threshold, thunder sounded overhead. The door was slammed shut and our surroundings began to change again. The air around us sparkled and shimmered as one thing transformed into another.

‘Where are going this time?’ I shouted above the din.

‘Your guess is as good as ours,’ was the helpful reply.

Then everything was still. It was no faceless, concrete abode. It wasn’t the cosy cottage either. It was a manor house; all wood panelling and more than enough room to swing a cat. But only briefly.

Something else was going on. The timbers groaned. The structure shook. Things changed again.

‘That’s better,’ Adrastia said, dusting off her hands. ‘It’s not as easy to get away from me as you think.’

Written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #28 | Word count: 150 words, on the nose!  Woohoo!

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