Greystone Tower (Lyr #33)

This is Part 33 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 got down from the floating carriage, and then helped Adrastia down too. When we had stepped clear of the magical device, it moved off and out of sight.

Staring at the tower, I noticed it had no doors or windows that I could see. Puzzled, I looked about. Bundles of willow withies had been gathered together and propped up against an ancient stone wall. Of whoever had collected them, there was no sign. I wondered if they had heard our approach and run off to hide in the forest.

‘Me? Run off? Hide? Why would I do such a thing? I fear neither you nor her,’ a voice sounded from the tower.

I spun round. A doorway had appeared, and standing in it was a man wearing indigo robes.

‘Who are you?’ Adrastia asked. ‘Why are we here?’

‘Tut-tut. Your tone…so accusatory. But first, no thanks for your rescue?’

Written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #33 | Word count: 150

3 thoughts on “Greystone Tower (Lyr #33)

  1. Somehow I missed this. Glad something rattled my thoughts and I came hunting it. I wouldn’t have missed it.
    Who is it, and why are they there? Hmm. Guess I’ve got to wait to find out. And I love how you’ve used this prompt. Can’t wait to see what you make of the next one. 🙂

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