A Magical Journey: Confessions
Part 5 of a Fantasy Microfiction Series
The trees were thick, and there was no trail to follow. "I confess, this wasn't how I expected to spend my summer vacation."
Their guardian swatted a branch out of the way. "I thought I'd be able to give you back at the end of the day, yet here we are."
Both twins ducked the backswing. "It's not like we knew we'd be stuck here. Quick trip to fantasyland, back before dinner."
Their guardian stopped in place. "I suggest you start running."
"Why?"
"Wherever this is, the police aren't around to hear you scream. Or charge me with your murder."
About the Creator
Natasja Rose
I've been writing since I learned how, but those have been lost and will never see daylight (I hope).
I'm an Indie Author, with 30+ books published.
I live in Sydney, Australia
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Comments (4)
That escalated beautifully!
Loved the last line especially!
Wait what guardian aren’t you supposed to protect us lol great story!!
Oooo, I've been there where the guardian is right now. (I've also been where the twins are at least a time or two.)