There Be Monsters
Flash Fiction, Microfiction, Fantasy, Monsters, Magic
I watched the Hawk high in the sky float and float. Then it tucked its head in and dove like a missile straight toward the tree line where the hidden archer was firing at us. Into the trees, a scream, then a man falling from a tree. Then the Hawk returned to the sky. Fifteen Hawks and their masters in all made up the Hawks of Roetar.