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I missed my personal deadline on the story I started last week, so I decided to pump out a flash today. This on ways in at 830 so it would be a light read for any willing to take on the endeavor. I usually like to kick flash out the door quickly, so I don't stew on them long.
Lanomis could hear the children cheering and running alongside their wagon as it rolled into the town of Silver Hill. The eager musicians shifted, preparing to unload their instruments as the wagon slowed. Lanomis lifted the splinted false door in the floor. “I will sing the Whispers of the Hunt when the mage is in the audience. That will be the signal.” Nerina whispered. Lanomis turned to her and nodded, then slipped down into his dark hiding spot. He heard the moan of the hinge as the wagon door opened. As he lay in darkness, the floor above him squeaked and moaned, flexing with the footsteps of his companions. Muffled speech and eager townspeople resonated from outside as the township welcomed them.
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Not bad, BT. You could probably cut as the township welcomed them but the rest is solid. Excellent visuals with lanomis lying under the false floor. Send it if you like, I haven't heard from you in awhlie. Pop in and I'll take a look.
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