Leighla led me through the garden, to a small staircase that led to an underground hallway. “Taran,” she said, “Used from the caves. He made this. Said it makes him feel safe.”
I laughed. “I’ll be honest. I liked the garden better.”
At the hallways end was a door. “Taran’s waiting inside.” Then, she left.
55 Words
@LurchMunster
This is Part 27 of the serial story I’m working on for Lisa McCourt Hollar‘s #55WordChallenge flash fiction challenge. I like the challenge of writing a serial in 55 word chunks, based off of random pictures. Please, go read all the other entries in the challenge this week. It’s amazing what gifted writers can say in just 55 words.
The entire story, from Part 27 to Part 1, is located here.
My Soul's Tears 