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The Kings War
Fiction Friday #2
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The wizard sat by the fire, his hands clasped in his lap.
A crude circle had been drawn into the dirt surrounding the wizard, the guard whispering an incantation beside it.
The prisoners were busy packing supplies back into the wagon, the sun had risen and it was time to move on.
Jerry and Aaron sat locked in the cage that had previously housed the wizard. It had been reconstructed and would serve as their prison until they could be tried for their crimes.
“Do you remember what happened?”
Jerry looked at Aaron. The smaller man was lying on his side.
“Not really, it’s all a blur.”
Aaron stared at his finger. It now featured a long scar, but he couldn’t remember it ever being injured.
“The wizard did something to me. To both of us”
Jerry knew that Aaron was right, but he didn’t want to believe the demon had controlled him.
“Go!”
The guard cracked his whip, the wagon lurched forward.
The horse pulled the wagon away from the campground, and away from the wizard that sat hunched inside his dirt circle.
