“Potionmasters Pt. 14”

Author’s Note: This is a Take Ten to Write story and has not been proofread for errors. If I feel inspired or if there’s interest in the story, I’ll post a revised, edited, and extended version at a later date. Happy reading!

Additional Note: While this story can be read by itself, it is a continuation of a previous Take Ten to Write story. Therefore, it would be beneficial to read the previous parts of the Potionmasters story which can be found here.

Something zips past my ear, leaving a gust of wind trailing behind. Berirn lets out a startled yelp as the same creature passes in front of her face. The creature stops, wings invisible as it hovers in front of Berirn. I barely get a glimpse of its long beak and vibrant colours before it takes off again.

Berirn’s lips are still drawn back over her teeth, but the creature doesn’t make another appearance.

I sigh; sure this new place was exciting at first, but now I just want to go home. It’s cold and wet and the night’s starting to fall again. Plus, neither of us have eaten since yesterday morning.

“Are you sure you know where you’re going?” I ask Berirn.

She meows and continues trotting forward, ears flat on her head as if she’s expecting that tiny creature to return.

I guess this is what I get for following a cat. Sure, Berirn looks like she knows what she’s doing, but do cats really ever look like they don’t know what they’re doing?

Berirn meows again before sitting down. She starts grooming herself, apparently oblivious to the fact that we’re all alone in the middle of an empty field.

I’m about to open my mouth to yell at her, but a sudden huge gust of wind makes me freeze.

It’s a creature. A gigantic, shiny, silver, flying monster.

And it’s heading straight for us.

Final Comments: I wish I had added more descriptions about where they are and what it looks like.

Overall Rating: 🤔