Windemere Excerpt: Sneaky Fizzle

The winner of the poll is FIZZLE THE DRITE!  So here’s one of his big scenes from Curse of the Dark Wind.  Blah spoiler blah blah blah you’ve been warned blah blah.  Seriously though this one is going to be really small considering Fizzle has a big role in the next book.

By Kayla Matt

By Kayla Matt

The hallways are silent as Fizzle uses his claws to crawl along the slick ceiling, keeping his invisible body low. He stretches his neck to check if his reflection is still appearing on the walls, a small scowl creasing his features when he sees himself. The thick, ornamental edging near the ceiling is the only space that is not made of glass, so he squishes against the cold surface again. The slow pace is frustrating for the drite, who is used to zipping along without fear of being noticed.

He hears the roar erupt from behind him and a blast of frigid wind rolls through the hallway. A thin gouge runs along the floor as if something is dragging a blade along the glossy stones. For a brief moment, Fizzle thinks he sees a misty form charging ahead and turning a corner. The sound of chattering voices and a bellowing growl roll from the distance, sending a chill down his spine. Locked by sudden fear, the tiny dragon almost misses another voice amid the cacophony. It is a dainty cough that repeats itself from the opposite direction of the monstrous sounds.

Risking exposure, he drops from the ceiling and soars back to an intersection. He hears the cough again and goes to his left, tracking the noise to a dying garden. The glass dome above is cracked and the frame is rusty, melting snow dripping to the shriveled flowers below. A naked willow stands in the center of the atrium, marble benches surrounding its wrinkled trunk. Black and red ivy has grown around the seats and runs along the ground in a network of curse-oozing leaves. Pulsating thorns are hidden within the invasive vines, forcing Fizzle to hover. He rises above the garden and sees a silver-haired woman standing near a dry, broken fountain.

“Who you?” he asks as he cautiously approaches. He stays out of reach of the stranger and backs away when her body flickers. “You ghost?”

“In a way,” she says with wry smile.

About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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2 Responses to Windemere Excerpt: Sneaky Fizzle

  1. Liked it. *looks around for the spoiler*

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