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The Red Room: A Narrative Fiction

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The sky, framed only by a full moon partially obscured by hazy gray clouds, is the quintessential picture of darkness on a chilly spring evening. The trees, barely beginning to sprout new leaves, portray an image of utter barrenness, desolation, and death. Birds chip eerily in the distance at uneven intervals as Elisah sneaks silently through the trees, motioning to the men hidden anxiously in the shadows to move forward. They advance a row of trees, then another. Elisah raises her hand, palm outwards, in a gesture for the men to halt. The faint glow of Alandir, carelessly strewn upon a heap of treasure, sits in plain sight inside of the dragon’s cave. Motions Elisah, “Rancher! Come hither! I need your keen eyesight to measure how far ahead the cave is.” “Hardly ten seconds, as the crow flies, my lady. We should be upon it in no time and–” Behind them, one of the men slipped on an icy patch, tripped, and fell into a pile of twigs, cracking many of them atrociously audibly. As he scrambled up, he snapped even more of the twigs, righting himself with his face flushed red and an apology to his comrades, “Sorry, m’lady. Sorry, all.” All was frozen as the party …show more content…

All chaos broke loose as the group discarded any remnants of secrecy in a mad dash for the cave door. Quickly assessing the situation, Elisah ran ahead of the pack, her gifted fleetness allowing her to reach the mouth of the cave before many of her men had even crossed halfway. Spotting Alandir sitting unguarded at the peak of the treasure mound, she leaped, scrambling hands and feet before closing her grasp on the hilt of the wonderous weapon. Enraged, the fearsome dragon blew fire at the heels of the escaping men, and many were not so lucky. Injured at the knee and falling quickly behind, her brother suddenly stopped in his tracks to the same beat as Elisah’s

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