The Roar Within

I wrote this micro fiction a few months ago. Fantasy isn’t a genre I tend towards, but it was fun to explore in a tiny way like this. Enjoy!

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A fierce growl rippled from the cave where Merrybevin was to gather lion-seed for next week’s ceremony. Her knees shook as she reached for her spell vial. She sprinkled the contents and hummed Grandfather’s spell. Her shaking knees unlocked. She squinted into the inky depths to see gleaming teeth. Merrybevin inched towards the roar within. 

She hummed the spell again. The creature growled, “I don’t want to eat you, but I’m… starving.” 

Merrybevin fumbled for a portion of meat. “This is all I have. Take it!” 

A toothy grin formed, “You’re kind. This will do.” The tiny cat stepped out of the shadows, and delicately ate.