Depths of Peril Short Story

Category: News Archive

Hits: 778

Written by BuckGB on April 8th, 2008

Tweet

(I tell you, Lulan, I have a good feeling about this place.) Drel pushed aside the tangle of vines, testing the glimmering glow with his double spear-ended staff, a traditional weapon for elven warriors. The shimmer rippled as the bone spear point passed through into the darkness beyond.

(The magical camouflage is weak.) Lulan spread a purple powder made of ammeral flowers beneath the opening, and it didn't change color.

(Not a trap then. Excellent!)

(That doesn't mean this is the place where the red dragon of old hid his treasure.) Lulansal, placed her hand on his shoulder, amazed at his child-like sense of adventure every time he thought he'd found it.

• Prev
• Next