DRABBLE STORY ARC #1: UNTIL LUCK RUNS OUT
A Bizarre and Tiny Court
A chapter of a ‘choose your own’ story — Drabble edition!
This is a continuation of You Are Dead, a Choose Your Own Adventure Story — Drabble Edition started by Bradan Writes Stories. Find out how to contribute here, or return to the previous chapter: “The Ancient Artefacts Vanish Before Your Eyes”, or “Let Death Wait His Turn”.
This is also a response to Bradan Writes Stories’s Monday Mashup #8 — find out more below!
Proceeding, you suddenly shrink to bug-size, then see a dozen fluttering fairies.
“Stand trial,” cries one. “You stomped our temple!” He points at your footprint.
“Huh? I thought ’twas an anthill!!”
“Criminal!”
“Never ask a lizardman for directions,” you mutter.
A fiery flash! You fall, then find your feet in a finely-furnished fairy courtroom. “The Authority!” says the nearest fairy, pointing.
“Nay,” says an older fairy in a wig. “I’ve yet to call the authority.” He lifts a phone.
“Turn me back,” you say, sitting. But the chair yelps and scuttles away.
