The Redeye Out of Fen

Glad you could join us for the next dark episode of Elliot’s Adventures. If you’re new here, you can catch up by returning to the beginning, and reading really fast…

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Photo credit: Tom Vezo

Back to Bog, where the battle continues.


The first few Knights to meet the front line of Marauders outside Connie’s home were leaderless and astronomically outnumbered, but they fought with grim resolve: better to die than lose any of Bog’s children.

Connie, cradling Bitsy in her arms, gathered her brood at their highest window. For the moment, the enemy’s advance stopped at her garden below, but warriors from both sides fell in the moonlight, and the ground seemed carpeted with whipping tails and glinting fangs as more and more serpents arrived from the north.

“If the Knights’ defense fails, you must fly south to Auntie Rue’s.”

“But, Mother,” her eldest son seemed to think it necessary to remind her, “Bitsy can’t fly.”

“That’s why the rest of you will go with your older sister.”

His eyes welled with tears of comprehension. “But mother—“

“Don’t you worry about us. We’ll follow as quickly as we can on foot. Now give me a hug and be ready; it doesn’t look as though more Knights will get here soon enough.”

Below, a banded snake broke through the line and raised its head high above the garden, locking its eyes on them, and moving toward the door.

Connie froze, willing her voice to urge her children to flee — NOW — but could only stand mesmerized by the swaying demon coming closer and closer…

A shadow passed in front of the moon, breaking the spell long enough for her to see sudden fear in the serpent’s eyes.

And then the sky was full of squeaking, hooting shadows.

To be continued. . .

Previously, on Elliot’s Adventures ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Next time . . .

Author: Sue Ranscht

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