The Other McCain

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Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

Posted on | October 2, 2015 | Comments Off on Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

by Smitty

The two imperial wizards met in the sound workshop at the conjunction of the moons. Jurtran sat at the Azelbethor Grand, and Mindor (along with his impedimenta) sat among the Five Cellos of Delbin.

They launched into the Great Spell of the Zephyrus Monsoon when the shadows cast by the moons through the portals indicated the correct instant. Their hands spoke the music into the great artifacts, channeling power through beauty.
Nature heard the melody, the intensity, the perfection of the delivery, and answered with a west wind along the ocean that would propel the fleet to a far shore.

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(See complementary piece by Darleen )


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