Photo by Sue Vincent
Note – this is now Chapter 14 of the story Of Wind and Wings, a story inspired by these prompts of Sue’s.
It was the infinite room of pillars again, columns running in every direction. It was the same, but different. A bright green light off in one direction extended the pillars into long shadows.
Strangely confident, Ed strode up to the light. As he expected, it was the waystone again. This time he followed the sign. It didn’t surprise him that he soon saw his tower. But as he approached, the tower grew, expanded, changed.
On reaching the tower Ed climbed up to an open window and peered in. The structure was just a shell, open to the sky. But that wasn’t the first thing that struck Ed.
“Pillars,” Ed said out loud. The room of pillars again. Was he back where he started?
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