Brokering Faith

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Part of a ‘choose your own’ story — drabble edition.

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This is a ‘choose your own’ fiction story, “drabble edition”. You can check out Chapter 1 of this story: The Burned Village. Find out how to contribute to the ongoing story here, or check the previous chapter: ‘Frozen in Time’, by J.C. Lovero.

Alaric’s eyes linger on your face, and his eyebrows draw together in a frown. “The Time Walker resides on the eastern coast, past the Labyrinth of Tempus.”

You give him a reassuring nod, offering your trust.

“I hope I don’t regret this,” he says.

As the dawn breaks the following morning, the translucent barrier disappears.

Lorenzo enters the cave. He peers at the chained prisoner, then stops in front of you. “Well?”

You explain the situation, words heavy with the weight of the bargain you made. “Alaric is to be freed.”

Lorenzo’s expression hardens. The surrounding air chills…

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Brokering Faith

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