The Wishing Map 131

In the end, evil turns out to be transitory, even illusory. It cannot remain where it is not invited.

Mitch Teemley

Wishing pix-Title-(framed)

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

The Wishing Map

Chapter Twenty-Four: The Long Night (continued)

Previously: Gina began her final defense against the suddenly-immense Questing Beast.

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Every few seconds the Beast tried to free itself by jerking its head to the left or to the right. When it did this, all Gina could do was dig her fingers and heels into its bark-like skin and hope not to be hurled away. When it stopped, she used the moment to slide a little further forward on its massive muzzle.

Even from a peripheral view she could tell that the diamond-shaped object was different from the rest of the Beast. It was made of fine-meshed purple-gold wire. Made? Yes, made. And yet it was alive with waves of light that pulsated, vibrated, undulated. Gina succumbed for half a second, and looked directly into it. The moment she…

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About mitchteemley

Writer, Filmmaker, Humorist, Thinker-about-stuffer
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3 Responses to The Wishing Map 131

  1. Oh my, I wish I could write something as creative as this, t’s like entering a dfferent world of possibilities. I’ve always wanted to write stories like thise. This could be turned into a book, this should be out there for the world to see. I envy your talent, a lot. ,

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  2. That is one terrifying beast. OMG. Imagine being face to face with an abomination like that. Ugh. I can’t even begin to fathom the terror. 😱😱😱

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