Happy Friday, folks! Have a slice of Winger. No charge! This one’s on the house. You’re welcome.
Thanks as always to Madison for hosting and the rest of you minions for reading.
Comments, criticism, and/or half drunken rants are now required.
Copyright Sandra Crook
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Descent (The Winger Chronicles: Part 5)
Noises all around were grinding on Liv’s frail nerves. Flowing water, the pebbles scuffing beneath her feet, every sound had a life of its own. She clung to her father’s shirt as he continued down the gentle grade of the cavern floor.
“Didn’t you bring a flashlight?”
“Don’t need one. Open your eyes.”
She pried her eyes open and forced herself to look around. The shallow stream to the right gave off a phosphorescent glow like she’d never seen, bathing everything in dim blue light.
Behind them, she caught sight of a snarling, winged creature perched atop a stone arch.
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Adam Ickes 
September 28th, 2012 at 6:41 AM
She was walking with her eyes shut? I think I’d be running from the snarling, winged creature.
September 28th, 2012 at 7:44 AM
She was. Ever been to a haunted house for halloween? Half the people seem to walk through with their eyes closed cwith a death grip on the shirt of the person in front of them. She’s acting like that.
September 28th, 2012 at 6:50 AM
Nice little scene, easy to picture. Not sure about the peddles? (pedals? puddles?)
September 28th, 2012 at 7:42 AM
Argh, that was supposed to be pebbles. Thanks for pointing that out.
September 28th, 2012 at 7:43 AM
And why do I think that winged creature is up to no good? Very visual and evocative.
Here’s mine: http://unexpectedpaths.com/friday-fictioneers/dukkha/
September 28th, 2012 at 8:12 AM
Nicely written. I am here: http://readinpleasure.wordpress.com/2012/09/28/fridayfictioneers-my-dream/
September 28th, 2012 at 10:16 AM
Hi Adam,
This story goes well with the photo of you and, I’m guessing, your daughter. A nice slice! Ron
September 28th, 2012 at 11:57 AM
Just love those opening lines. So true, every sounds does have a life of it’s own when you are gripped with fear.
I took a more tranquil approach
http://freejournowriter.wordpress.com/2012/09/28/friday-fictioneers-shinto/
September 28th, 2012 at 2:36 PM
Creepy and spooky and really good!
September 28th, 2012 at 3:49 PM
I went back and read the other parts first, (great for your hits, by the way!!) and then this, which brought it all together and made it another first-rate addition to your enthralling story. I can feel you working up to some horrible thing. Can’t wait to find out what it is!
September 28th, 2012 at 5:19 PM
I was wondering how you;d work this picture into Winger’s story, Adam, since they were last seen going into a cave, but I think it works. Not sure I like Lynn’s POV as much as her father’s but each to their own…
September 28th, 2012 at 8:38 PM
Atmospheric. Well done.
September 29th, 2012 at 2:21 AM
Wonderful, Adam. Nicely written. I like the mystical, fantasy element.
September 29th, 2012 at 9:05 PM
reminds me of the mines of moria. an evil place.
October 3rd, 2012 at 9:56 AM
Dear Adam,
I like where this is heading. Thanks for the slice.
Aloha,
Doug
September 18th, 2013 at 8:15 AM
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