Happy Friday, Readers! We made it, and now it’s time for Friday Fictioneers. Many thanks to Rochelle for providing us with the prompt, and this week thank you to Erin Leary, who provided the photo. Enjoy!
“Remind me again why we’re crossing the marshes instead of going around?” Jude was wet through to the bone and hungry.
“Few know their way through these marshes,” Erza, his wizard guide, said serenely. He didn’t seem to be affected by the damp or the fact that they hadn’t eaten since dawn, which now that the sun was beginning to sink below the horizon, was ages ago. “Going around the marshes is miles and miles longer and fraught with dangers.”
Jude ducked as an enormous dragonfly swooped over his head, nearly knocking him over.
“I’ll take my chances next time.”