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Flash Fiction #677 -- Forgotten/11

 Gargoyles began swirling through the sky, and it was difficult to tell which way they would come at the group. Cita drew her weapon, which was just a reflex to danger. There might be hundreds of the gargoyles above them, and it wouldn't be long before they began picking up the humans and their companions.Farlyn had a different idea. If he shared it with Tennon, the rest of them didn't know

Flash Fiction #676 -- Forgotten/10

 What they did was walk.  It was a long way to the mountains -- but they had a shortcut."Fae anchors,"Tennon explained. "Lady Kerinis -- my mother -- locks onto the next link and pulls us there. That is why the scenery changes and how we can hope to not draw attention. Otherwise, we would be most of the year just to get to the base of the mountains.""And what will find there?" Sita

Flash Fiction #675 -- Forgotten/9

 Cita had questions.  By this point, she had so many questions that she had begun dividing them up into groups along with secondary lists.  She said nothing as they followed the fae an her army.  At least the trolls had quickly turned away and fled. When Urdo moved to walk with her, she almost suggested they head off into the wilderness with the trolls.Then she caught site of

Flash Fiction #674 -- Forgotten/8

 A waft of hot, dry air passed over Cita in the dark, and she could hear shouts from others. If this were death, it would pass quickly,Then the darkness cleared.She had forgotten the dragon.No, she thought, her feelings still confused.  It was not possible that she had forgotten the very reason they were here. For a moment, she looked up and doubted the huge green creature she saw

Flash Fiction #673 -- Forgotten/7

 Mounds of dirt grew into small hills covered in rock and the sharp-edged stubble of long-dead plants. Cita could see no clear path, but Tennon pressed onward to higher hills.  Soon, they all had cuts on their legs and hands.Atora had walked with Tennon for a few miles, but now she slowed until she was at the end of the line with Cita. They continued in silence for a while, but Cita

Flash Fiction #672 -- Forgotten/6

 They walked for the rest of the day—maybe more than a day, although the sun barely moved in the sky. They rested twice, with Tennon on guard duty while the humans slept. Grasslands gave way to scrub and desert, and Cita did not like the idea of walking across that landscape of mostly glaring rocks and sifting sands.Even Tennon stopped in his relentless forward movement and gave the desert a

Flash Fiction #671 -- Forgotten/5

 Cita wasn't sure where she got the energy to leap at Tennon and grab him by his shoulders. She shook him several times.  "What do you mean, first?" Cita demanded.Tennon extricated himself from her hold and took a cautious step backward. "Magic -- rule of three. We have two more.""Those flying monstrosities don't count?" Atora asked."Gargoyles. They were just defending their

Flash Ficton #670 -- Forgotten/4

 Cita realized the creatures didn't notice that Tennon had allies.She felt panic for a heartbeat before it transformed from 'flight' to 'fight'. If the creatures hadn't been so intent on Tennon, or maybe stopped yowling and growling for a moment, they would have noticed Cita shouting orders to her companions.Tennon wasn't helpless. One tumbled lifelessly down the stairs while another glowed

Flash Fiction #669 -- Forgotten/3

 Cita had no idea what they would do next. As the supposed leader of the small troupe, she thought she ought to make an important decision now. Instead, she watched as Tennon walked to the skeleton and leaned down to gently touch the skull.  He jumped backward when the mouth popped open, showing dagger-like teeth.A piece of green cloth was caught on one of the teeth.  Tennon

Flash Fiction #668 --Forgotten/2

 Tennon had stopped them at the last easy part of the journey. After that, they fought through bracken, weeds, and saplings, moving closer to the river. Cita thought she could hear water rushing through rapids. Were they going to cross the river? Why not when it had been less turbulent?Cita wanted to ask questions -- many questions.  However, she feared trespassing into areas that