“Potionmasters Pt. 15”

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.

Prompt: “Have we met before?”

Berirn lets out a yowl as the silver monster unleashes a massive gust of wind toward us. I grab her, barely able to hold on as the monster lands in front of us.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, a little voice is screaming at me to run. My body, for some unknown reason, ignores that voice. At least my arms had enough sense to grab Berirn before she got blown away.

Slowly, the wind dies down. I risk opening my eyes to see that the monster is sitting in front of us, completely still.

“Is it dead?” I whisper to Berirn, still clutching her tightly.

She mews and wriggles free from my grasp.

Sunlight bounces off the monster’s head, nearly blinding me. Another flash of light catches my eye.

A figure descends quite literally from the belly of the beast before striding toward me. A smaller creature follows, trotting at the figure’s heels.

The figure–a person–stops in front of me. Her cat sits at her feet, tail wound nearly around its paws.

“Hello,” the girl says with a smile.

“Hi?”

“You two should come inside,” she says. “Berirn will surely catch a cold if you stay out here much longer.”

I freeze. “How did you know Berirn’s name?”

The girl laughs. “You always were the funny one, weren’t you? Seriously, though, come inside. It’ll be much easier to talk when we aren’t freezing our butts off.”

Final Comments: The pacing near the end was way off, but I wanted to get in the main plot points for this section.

Overall Rating: 😥