busy day

Antelin stirred the bubbling concoction in his giant cast iron pot.  The smells drifting away from the contents carried the magician to another time and place, to when he had first learned how to make the stamina potion.  From there, his mind wandered to the tasks of the day.  It was going to be truly busy.

After finishing the potion and drinking it down while still piping hot, for potency, he had to study the spells he would need to accomplish the rest of the day’s tasks.  Then he would venture out in search of the men who had insulted him the previous night.  His lip twisted into a vicious sneer as he remembered how they had ruined his peaceful evening, sipping wine in his favorite chair next to a roaring fire.

Since the owner of the establishment was one of Antelin’s closest friends he had decided not to exact his revenge then and there, though the desire to do so had been great.  His fingers had crackled with lightning, ready to throw death at the foolish drunkards before he had been able to calm down, set his wine aside and leave.  Rowen, the owner, had come by his home later that night to apologize for the patrons’ rude behavior and to thank Antelin for keeping his cool.

Even then the magician had been gathering the needed ingredients for the stamina potion.  Planning out the firestorm spell, the tornado spell, and the myriad of death spells he would use on those patrons.  He was saving one special one, a painful joint splitting spell for the man who had dared to reach out and knock his hat.

Antelin smiled and continued to stir the potion in large circles with a along wooden spoon.  “Yes, it is going to be a long day, a busy day, but it will certainly fly as all such days do.  Then I’ll treat myself to more of Rowen’s fine wine tonight… to celebrate.”  He liked to keep himself busy.


Word Count: 333

Written in response to this week’s Trifecta Writing Challenge:

FLY (intransitive verb)
1a : to move in or pass through the air with wings
b : to move through the air or before the wind or through outer space
c : to float, wave, or soar in the air <flags flying at half-mast>
2a : to take flight : flee
b : to fade and disappear : vanish
3a : to move, pass, or spread quickly <rumors were flying>  

Please note that the above examples of the third definition use various tenses of the verb.  For Trifecta, remember, you must not change the tense.  We need fly, not flying or flew.
  • Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.
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  • The word itself needs to be included in your response.
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33 thoughts on “busy day

  1. Well, those are some people who are going to learn a mortal. lesson. So, the moral of the story is don’t be a jerk to people because you never know if they’re going to dispose of you in a myriad of painful ways 😉

  2. Ah. The sweet smell of revenge. 🙂 I can definitely see this as a longer piece, particularly in that not everything goes according to plan. Nice use of the prompt.

  3. Ouch! That joint splitting spell sounds gruesomely painful. But, really, if you’re going to mess with a magician’s hat, you kind of have to expect there might be dire consequences. Very entertaining story–thank you!

  4. I’d like to place an order for the myriad of death spell, please. And good wine justifies anything! Fun read.

    • Ah the “myriad of death spell,” it’s like a box of chocolates, you never know what you are going to get… except, for the box you know you are getting chocolate (a very good thing) and for the spell you know you are getting death (a very bad thing). Hmm, maybe it’s not like a box of chocolates after all.

  5. This is great! Love the narrator’s voice. He’s so calm about being so angry. And I like the way you slipped the prompt word in so naturally. Well done!

    • I’m not sure… but, I’d say poorly for the drunks, and he pondered the implications that he had no remorse or guilt about what he’d done, over two glasses of wine…

    • Get a big pot… throw in everything from your fridge and pantry that have passed their expiry dates… let that simmer for a good long while.
      And, when you can’t take the smell anymore, take it off the burner, and then get in your car, drive to the bar, and get nicely toasted.

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