Fifty Word Fantasy: Till End of Twilight

Twilight surrendered more to darkness as they ran. Then Hashurbon stopped at a willow pierced by an arrow.

“Just in time!” He panted. “She lives!”

“Where?” asked the healer he’d brought.

The tree shuddered and shrank. Catching the wounded woman it became, Hashurbon laid her down gently as night fell.

 

 

 

 

 

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

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