The Pillar of Dominance
"Wa-Warren! Wo-wo-wake up!" said Wooffen nudging the boy with
"What is it Woofen?" asked Warren rubbing his eyes.
"Th-there's something out therrre," whispered Wooffen, trembling
from head to toe.
"What?" asked Warren, "Where?" He sat up and searched the
darkness for signs of movement. Somewhere up above a branch snapped. By
the sound of it, the creature who broke it was heavy.
"There it is again!" whined Wooffen, crouching to the ground until his
ears dragged in the dirt.
"Don't be such a scaredy-dog," said Warren, feeling weak with fear
Bloom snorted in his sleep. Warren found a small pebble and tossed it
at Bloom's sleeping back. The old wizard instantly startled awake.
"No, not the launch bed…" he mumbled sleepily, and looked over at
“What?” mouthed Warren. The old man sat up. There was another
snapping sound and Warren put his finger to his lips, slowly reaching for the
hilt of his sword. A silent shadow crossed over the moon, making its light
momentarily flicker in and out. Wooffen pressed himself down flat against
the forest floor and squeezed his eyes shut.
"What was that?" asked Warren.
Bloom threw off his blanket and stood examining the dark sky.
"I don't know, but it can fly," he said.
"Get down!" yelled Warren as the shadow circled back. They dropped
on their stomachs as a giant shadow passed overhead. Wooffen crept under
the nearest tree and pressed himself into its trunk, nervously glancing
upwards. As the predator flapped away, Wooffen whimpered a high-pitched
"Birds? You're afraid of birds?" said Warren.
"I am n-n-now-oww," answered a quivering Wooffen.
"Warren," said Bloom still lying flat against the ground, "It's time for
you to learn the magic of air."
"What, now?" asked Warren, propping himself up on his elbows.
"Couldn't you have taught me this sooner? Why am I always learning this
stuff when my life is in danger?"