The Between Time (Lyr #43)

This is Part 43 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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I felt the dream slipping away…everything was spinning and distorting…moving too quickly and at strange angles.  It wasn’t a nice experience.

‘Do something!’ I heard Adrastia shout. Was it at me?

‘I don’t know what you expect me to do!’

‘You’re a magician!’ Ah, she was shouting at Fandario.

‘And you’re…a scold! You have magic – you do something!’

I opened my eyes but something wasn’t right. All I could see above me: clothes hovering in the air. There were no bodies to go with them, yet I could still hear Adrastia and Fandario arguing.

‘But I don’t know what to do!’

‘And you think I do? I haven’t had many dealings with enchanters, and certainly none with their dream-weaver’s flower. Whatever I do might make things worse.’

For once, Fandario and I seemed to be of one mind. I didn’t want the mad magician meddling either…

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Written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #43 | Word count: 147 – Yay! This part makes five in five days!  And we’ve almost (sort of) caught up – only 3 more prompts to go, plus next week’s prompt.  Next part coming Monday 🙂