Ravena brings us into the Fae Dungeons. Will they ever get out?

38 – Ravena Guron

Yoran found his eyes drifting to Sian for the tenth time in the space of a minute. She paced backwards and forwards across the marble floor, her arms tucked behind her back, avoiding his gaze. She seemed to be waiting for something, but since she’d spat on the floor a few hours before they hadn’t exchanged more than two words. Marci had been led out earlier by a guard. And although Sian’s mouth remained in a grim line, she didn’t seem worried for her sister, which put Yoran more at his ease.

The fairy man had mentioned something about meeting their queen. Yoran licked his cracked lips and examined the dirt under his nails.. Why had the fairies saved him? Why were they treating him so well now? Why did they want him to meet their queen?

What did they want from him?

He had a horrible feeling, in the pit of his stomach, that he knew exactly what they wanted, why they needed him to be well fed and rested. And if he told them what they needed to hear, he would be betraying the Establishment. He would be worse than a traitor to his own kind.

“When do you think they’ll come for me?” Yoran asked Sian, his voice too loud, ringing out in the silence. Sian didn’t reply, but he hadn’t expected her to.

He could tell the fairies the truth. The real reason why fairies were persecuted by the Establishment.

He thought back to that moment, all those years ago, when he’d overheard the conversation which had set him permanently against the race of fairies forever. His heart began hammering at the memory, the old hatred coursing through him.

Vermin. Filth.

They’d given him a small knife, to cut his bread with. When Sian turned away, he slipped it into his boot. So when he met the queen, he would be prepared.

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Part Thirty-Two — Shannon Christensen

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Part Thirty-Four — Siv Maria Ottem

Part Thirty-Five — Susan Roebuck

Part Thirty-Six — Jennifer M. Eaton

Part Thirty-Seven — Elin Gregory

Part Thirty-Eight — Ravena Guron

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Not Today, Yoran – Write A Story With Me, Part 29! (kaidamian.wordpress.com)

Yay! Write a Story with Me is back! We started back up Christmas Day, so if you missed out, hop on back to fill in the blanks. That battle is still brewing… Enjoy the ride!

Now remember, we’ve got a battle on the verge of rocking. Marci is tied to a table in her father’s ship, her sister is flying out in space, and the very lives of the faeries are on the line. Mommy is in labor and in big trouble. What’s gonna happen? I DON’T KNOW because Ravena Guron is flipping it back to the Marci Plot!

Arghhhhhh! So much going on!

25 – Ravena Guron

And now she could feel her fingers again. Marci flexed them with a sigh and made to sit up. But she couldn’t. Someone had tied her to the bed upon which she lay. Her heart began to hammer and lights danced before her eyes.

What exactly had happened? She could remember fragments. She remembered sitting at the tea table and eating scones. And suddenly shivering. Sickness coursing through her. And the fever, the terrible fever, which burned through her system. Then cats dancing, unicorns flying through the air, monkeys swinging down from vines and grinning, fairies all around her, someone whispering, “they don’t know, they don’t know,” along with a low chuckle. “The fairies will be exterminated, once and for all.”

Her addled mind tried to grasp onto that thought, but it slipped away. For some reason all she could think about was seeing the look of concentration on her sister’s face in the cockpit of that Establishment shuttle, the sister she hadn’t seen for three years.

Janosc had said something about being nearly there. Nearly where? And why did she feel that with every passing second they were flying towards a trap?

Well… Are they? Huh huh? I guess we’ll find out!

Write a Story with Me is a group endeavor just for the fun of it. A different writer adds a new 250 words each week. It is the ultimate Flash Fiction Challenge!

If you’d like to sign up, come on over. There’s always room for more!

Part One – Jennifer M. Eaton

Part Two – J. Keller Ford

Part Three – Susan Roebuck

Part Four – Elin Gregory

Part Five – Eileen Snyder

Part Six – Mikaela Wire

Part Seven — Vanessa Chapman

Part Eight — Ravena Guron

Part Nine – Vikki Thompson

Part Ten — Susan Rocan mywithershins

Part Eleven — Kate Johnston AKA 4AMWriter