The Madness of Magicians and an Unexpected Confession (Lyr #35)

This is Part 35 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.

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Flandario was eager to get moving. He summoned the floating carriage and we were once more carried off in the contraption. Surprisingly, as we were passing through a green field, no more than ten minutes from the woodland setting of Greystone Tower, he called a halt.

‘This is the perfect place for a picnic!’

I shook my head at the madness of magicians.

‘Why don’t you just enchant him, Lyr?’ Adrastia asked. ‘It will save a lot of trouble in the long run.’

‘If you think I’m going to poke around in his mind…No. I’ll come out as mad as he is.’

‘If ten years in prison hasn’t sent you crazy, nothing will.’

A moment of silence in the carriage, as Flandario unpacked a picnic basket outside.

‘There’s something I must tell you, Lyr, and you’re going to hate me for it. It’s my fault they locked you up.’

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Written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #35 | Word count: 149