Rodger had barely taken his fifth step when he heard a gurgle behind him. He spun around. The Spiral was there head hanging low and the flute in its hand. 451 more words
3 years, 6 months ago
He marched back to the mermaids. The Flute Bearer was still playing. The Spiral slithered about gurgling and gesturing, sometimes looking into the sky.
‘Please,’ said Rodger, ‘can’t you make it go any faster?’ 405 more words
‘Oh, come on,’ said Rodger. In three strides he was behind the Flute Bearer and snatched the flute from its hand. ‘I won’t let you ruin my only chance.’ He gave the flute back to the Spiral and glared at the Flute Bearer. 494 more words
The Spiral rose up slowly, stretched and slithered over to Rodger. He noticed that it now had its own flute around its neck.
‘What, are you alright now?’ 563 more words
The praying mantis rushed towards him and something else reached out above him to meet it. The branches struck the praying mantis in the middle of its dive, knocking it off course. 524 more words
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