Flash Fic...
Aug. 27th, 2009 06:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
firebreathnchknThe wizard walked around the windowless stone room, checking the circle painted on the floor, and the symbols surrounding it. The room was lit by three orange spheres floating in the air aimlessly. Satisfied, the wizard walked over to the only furniture in the room, a simple wooden table and chair. He sat in the chair, waved his hand idly in the air causing one of the spheres to move closer, and picked up a book from the table.
He read a few pages on the book, and then smiled a small smile. He laid the book down, still open, and said a few words in a language few knew.
There was a flash of red and orange light, and a figure stood in the circle on the floor. It was faintly humanoid, red skinned, with leathery wings folded at its back. Its head looked more like a horse’s skull. It stood hunched over, but if it stood straight, it would be over seven feet tall. Black eyes stared out at the wizard.
It looked down at the circle in the floor, glancing behind itself on both sides, and froze. A hideous smile crept across its face as it turned to the face the wizard.
“Why have you summoned me?” it hissed, a sound like a knife being drawn across stone.
“No reason,” replied the wizard in a casual tone of voice. “I guess I wanted to say ‘hi’.”
The demon threw back it head and laughed. “Arrogant human! Do you know what you are toying with?”
The wizard held up the book for the demon to see. There was a picture of the demon on the left-hand page, and text on the right hand side. One word of the text glowed. “Him, er, I mean, you. See, there’s your name!”
“Wizard, you may be insane, but your soul will taste just as sweet. You have my name, but you did not draw the circle correctly. My name is worthless to you.”
“Huh, so I did. Oops. My bad. Sorry.”
The demon started to step out of the circle, then paused. It moved back to the center of the circle and stared at the wizard, its head cocked to one side.
The wizard smiled, a slight, almost friendly, smile. Like a grandfather would smile at a grandchild who had done something vaguely naughty but still cute.
The two stared at each other for a minute, then two.
“What game are you playing, wizard?”
“I have no idea what you are talking about. I am just an old man sitting at a table having a chat.”
The demon started to step out of the circle again, frozen, and slowly put its foot back down, inside the circle. The wizard had started to smile as the demon had taken his step—not a friendly smile. The circle did work both ways; the demon was also protected from things outside.
The two started at each other again. The wizard was trying not to laugh.
“Argh, human, I hate you!” the demon howled as he vanished back to where he came.
The wizard laughed as he closed the book. The priests all say it is a sin to consort with demons, and broadly speaking it was, but technically if one was the greatest paladin-wizard on the planet, one of a handful who could summon a demon and be able to defeat it, summoning a demon just to mess with its head wasn’t a sin.
Raven was a good god.
He read a few pages on the book, and then smiled a small smile. He laid the book down, still open, and said a few words in a language few knew.
There was a flash of red and orange light, and a figure stood in the circle on the floor. It was faintly humanoid, red skinned, with leathery wings folded at its back. Its head looked more like a horse’s skull. It stood hunched over, but if it stood straight, it would be over seven feet tall. Black eyes stared out at the wizard.
It looked down at the circle in the floor, glancing behind itself on both sides, and froze. A hideous smile crept across its face as it turned to the face the wizard.
“Why have you summoned me?” it hissed, a sound like a knife being drawn across stone.
“No reason,” replied the wizard in a casual tone of voice. “I guess I wanted to say ‘hi’.”
The demon threw back it head and laughed. “Arrogant human! Do you know what you are toying with?”
The wizard held up the book for the demon to see. There was a picture of the demon on the left-hand page, and text on the right hand side. One word of the text glowed. “Him, er, I mean, you. See, there’s your name!”
“Wizard, you may be insane, but your soul will taste just as sweet. You have my name, but you did not draw the circle correctly. My name is worthless to you.”
“Huh, so I did. Oops. My bad. Sorry.”
The demon started to step out of the circle, then paused. It moved back to the center of the circle and stared at the wizard, its head cocked to one side.
The wizard smiled, a slight, almost friendly, smile. Like a grandfather would smile at a grandchild who had done something vaguely naughty but still cute.
The two stared at each other for a minute, then two.
“What game are you playing, wizard?”
“I have no idea what you are talking about. I am just an old man sitting at a table having a chat.”
The demon started to step out of the circle again, frozen, and slowly put its foot back down, inside the circle. The wizard had started to smile as the demon had taken his step—not a friendly smile. The circle did work both ways; the demon was also protected from things outside.
The two started at each other again. The wizard was trying not to laugh.
“Argh, human, I hate you!” the demon howled as he vanished back to where he came.
The wizard laughed as he closed the book. The priests all say it is a sin to consort with demons, and broadly speaking it was, but technically if one was the greatest paladin-wizard on the planet, one of a handful who could summon a demon and be able to defeat it, summoning a demon just to mess with its head wasn’t a sin.
Raven was a good god.
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Date: 2009-08-28 02:04 pm (UTC)meg
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Date: 2009-08-29 12:55 am (UTC)The wizard could slap the demon down, but the demon didn't know what was going on, but kind of knew something was up.