This is Part 44 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.
It wasn’t Fandario I needed to fear meddling. It was Adrastia.
‘What are you doing?’ Fadario’s voice sounded uncertain, strained. If he didn’t think something was a good idea, it must be terrible.
‘Trying to help-’
‘Are you? Surely the best course of action is do nothing and no harm will be done.’
‘Get out of my way, Fandario. I don’t have time for your antics.’
‘I’ll not just stand by as you make things worse. At least explain what you plan on doing? How do you plan to counter the effects of the larulia?’
I sorely wanted to hear the answer to that also, but Adrastia must have believed she owed no one an explanation for no response was forthcoming.
The next thing I heard was a thunderclap, sounding directly above me, as colours of blue and yellow rushed by.
Adrastia was using her magic, and Fandario was using his to stop her.
Written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #44 | Word count: 154 – Again a few words over – oops! I had to get a little creative with this prompt as I saw no way of getting a train into the story at this point. So instead I used two elements taken from the train – its colours and speed – in the story.
As it transpired, the next update was not to be posted on Monday…some times life just gets in the way…sigh… The next update will be tomorrow, of this I’m certain…at the moment, at any rate 🙂