Image Inspired Mini Story #2

The russet horizon blinked and blinked again. From edge to edge, Mira ran, tearing space, ripping her way to freedom. No Alasha had ever traveled so fast. Her bones ached, her nose bled, and the reverberations from jumps caused her ears to go deaf. She was a lightening flash strobe, pulsating, the manifestation of flight and fear.

But it wasn’t enough.

In a millisecond between, he was there. A slap from his hand shook her teeth loose and sent her careening to the stone. The run was broken. She crumpled.

There was no reason to look at him, and she did not. To set eyes upon this thing that had caught her was a torture in itself, one of the few horrors she could now prevent. She felt him, the rusty iron presence, the smell of his molten heart, looming. Leering.

But then she felt something else.

To her side, the ground erupted in a splash of limbs and gravel. Stone tentacles, bird wings, and flesh burst up like a blossom, growing up out of itself, rising into the air on legs of granite and bone. The form was not a man, but it was manlike, twisting and shifting in a storm of strange matter. A voice rumbled from this maelstrom.

“Get away from her!”

Her Illrian had come.

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