This is my entry for this week’s Friday Fictioneers Challenge run by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This week’s picture prompt was provided by Rachel Bjerk. The challenge is to write a story within 100 words.
This time they had him.
Gaert grinned. The reward on the sorcerer’s head would be his. Even without the hounds the trail was now easy to follow. After three long days of unrelenting pursuit their prey was tired, his steps stumbling and uneven. He would not outwit them again.
Then they came to the moss-covered wall, the chimney, oven and fountain, and everything changed. The dogs cast for the scent without success, whining their confusion.
“Damn it!” Gaert slammed his fist against stone as a glowing sigil faded from sight.
Within the sanctuary Raen collapsed in exhausted relief. He was safe.
Word Count: 100
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