Fifty Word Fantasy: The Cursed Page

I didn’t know it, but the index of the Grand Grimoire was booby-trapped: Reading it teleports wizards hundreds of leagues and turns them into amnesiac goats.

My hindering dyslexia made me fortunate: I became a non-amnesiac satyr instead.

Returning months later — with my new satyress girlfriend — the book was gone.

 

 

 

Copyright © 2018 by Jason H. Abbott, All Rights Reserved.

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