The Wishing Map 128

Love may, as the expression goes, give us wings. But it also gives us fists.

Mitch Teemley


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Note: To read The Wishing Map from the beginning, click here.

The Wishing Map

Chapter Twenty-Four: The Long Night (continued)

Previously: The Questing Beast had taken the form of Gina herself, but with her brother’s help she’d been able to see past the delusion.

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The Beast began to search her mind again. It had already tapped her dearest hopes, her deepest desires. Now it was looking for something she feared. Despite her efforts to close her mind, her thoughts vaulted back to the image of the Hadessian Dragon in B’frona’s book. “No!” she grunted, and in an act of extreme willpower, tore her eyes away.

She gripped the sword with both hands and prepared to swing, but was unsure where to strike…because the creature was changing again. Its spindly raptor legs were growing thicker, its tentacles disappearing, its face growing longer. It was returning to the form of Puff.

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About mitchteemley

Writer, Filmmaker, Humorist, Thinker-about-stuffer
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