Wednesday has come around again and I’m happy to present this week’s flash fiction.
Boots sounded over stone, sliding and echoing down the narrow canyon. “Are we quite there yet?” The voice, wobbly in its higher pitch, echoed.
I glanced back over my shoulder. The lord slipped, slamming his hand against the wall to keep from tumbling again. “Soon Masters.” I bobbed my head, turning away to hide my grin. “Soon.”
A muffle grumble, and I heard him continue following. I stepped lightly, taking my time through the canyon twists. Had I been alone, I would have been there by now.
I snorted. Had I been alone I wouldn’t have been among the fins. My quiet sound echoed in the passage.
“What was that?” I winced as the voice, lighter than the lord echoed up to me.
“Nothing, madam.” I glanced back to see Lady Desmina stepping delicately over a ridge. Her brows pinched together. She did not believe me. Nor did she question me.
Air slid through my light clothing and chilled me. “Just around the bend.”
Around the bend and the passage interested with others. Air whirling through, whistling over stone. I bowed to the lord, lady, and followers as they joined me. “A song that enchants the heart, no?” I asked.
“Yes,” the lady smiled as she peered down the passages.
The lord snorted.
I gazed up the rippled orange walls. An orange scaled head peeled over the top above. It looked from the lady to the lord. Its tongue slithered out. “Enchantment must be protected.” The dragon blinked its agreement.
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