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Once caught, the Gryphon never had a chance. She was vulnerable on the ground and, at the Queen’s order, the faithless Trees hemmed the Gryphon in and wove a net of branches from which she could not escape.
The dead tree Minerva hid in could not betray her. She kept her traitorous eyes shut, tilted her head, and listened to the Witch’s accusations and the Gryphon’s haughty retorts.
Minerva heard the wand cutting through cold air and the crackle of flesh and feathers turning to stone. She remained as frozen on the branch as the Gryphon now was on the ground below.
“We’ll leave her,” the Queen said. “She can crumble to dust here.”
The Dwarf’s whip cracked and the reindeer pulled the Queen’s sledge away.
Minerva did not open her eyes until she felt the creeping chill of lengthening shadows. She saw the stone Gryphon under her branch, defiant, beak open in challenge. Minerva wanted to say farewell, but would not risk revealing herself to a listening Tree. And the Gryphon could not hear her, or anything else.
She launched from the concealing branch and flew off to warn the Free Narnians that their leader, their General, had fallen.
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An American Eastern Screech Owl
Double Drabble
200 words
K+
Once caught, the Gryphon never had a chance. She was vulnerable on the ground and, at the Queen’s order, the faithless Trees hemmed the Gryphon in and wove a net of branches from which she could not escape.
The dead tree Minerva hid in could not betray her. She kept her traitorous eyes shut, tilted her head, and listened to the Witch’s accusations and the Gryphon’s haughty retorts.
Minerva heard the wand cutting through cold air and the crackle of flesh and feathers turning to stone. She remained as frozen on the branch as the Gryphon now was on the ground below.
“We’ll leave her,” the Queen said. “She can crumble to dust here.”
The Dwarf’s whip cracked and the reindeer pulled the Queen’s sledge away.
Minerva did not open her eyes until she felt the creeping chill of lengthening shadows. She saw the stone Gryphon under her branch, defiant, beak open in challenge. Minerva wanted to say farewell, but would not risk revealing herself to a listening Tree. And the Gryphon could not hear her, or anything else.
She launched from the concealing branch and flew off to warn the Free Narnians that their leader, their General, had fallen.
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An American Eastern Screech Owl
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Date: 2012-10-20 11:52 pm (UTC)I think what really got to me in this one was the faithless Trees betraying her...one of their own, as they no doubt have on many occasions for Jadis...and that a dead Tree in this case is better than a treacherous one ::sob::
Annnnd...this reminds me I need to finish TSG. For reals!
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Date: 2012-10-21 04:18 am (UTC)Thanks again!
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