A Conspiracy of Ravens

Sorry for the absence, readers. I hope to write more consistently now that I’m feeling less discombobulated than I was during the past couple of weeks. Here’s my flash fiction for today, written in response to the Carrot Ranch’s prompt and the Daily Post’s prompt.

99 words

Enveloped in disguise, Nathaniel listened. Though he could transform well for an apprentice his age, he was less skilled at ravenspeak. Besides that, the ravens were talking over each other as usual. He had to concentrate hard in order to understand anything. His heart, deep under a thick layer of black feathers, pounded so hard he feared they would notice. But his master had ordered him to get the facts of their conspiracy and to come back alive.

Assasination. War. Three days. He launched himself into the air. He had heard the words that no one wanted to hear.

~H

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3 Comments Add yours

  1. Charli Mills says:

    Great use f a raven to enter into shift changing and spying. You built up good tension.

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