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The Story – Chapter 65

April 2, 2014

“What?” I was shocked.

“Yes. We are at the bottom of the tower, long ago it used to be an underground well. There is no way out except for the way you came in and well,” she flipped her tail. “As you found out, there is a giant gap between that bottom step and where you landed. I guess that means you are trapped now as well.”

I heard another splash as I sat down on the soft pad. “Trapped?” I echoed the words but they didn’t sink in, it was like there was nothing for them to latch onto. “Wait, how did you get here?”

I felt more than saw her rest her arms against the shore. “I don’t know,” she sighed, “I have been here a long time, as long as I can remember.”

“But what do you eat?”

She giggled, “Oh, there are fish.”

I gagged at the thought. I hoped she didn’t see my reaction.

“So what do you do all day?”

“I sing.”  She giggled again and her voice was so musical I felt I could listen to it all day.

“Well, I have friends,” I gulped–at least I hoped that was what they were. “They’ll come looking for me soon. And we’ll get you out of here.”

I felt a warm hand press my arm. “Really?”

“Really.” I confirmed.

A flickering light appeared above us. The Fire stood on the last stair, a flame held aloft in his hand. “Hey,” he called, “Are you busy?”


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  1. Kirsten permalink

    My home…my prison. Fabulous line!! I love how your characters pull us into the story!!

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