I've been disagreeing with my muse over some choices I need to make in a lot of my currently-going work, and somewhere along the line she threw this at my head.
I really don't know quite where it wants to go, nor quite just what this one wants to be...
Slayers is the creation of Hajime Kanzanka and Rui Araizumi. I don't own it; they and a lot of other people do. I'm not making any profit off of this story.
Idylls
+=== A Slayers Fanfic by Ryo Hoshi +
Prologue
The wind blew. Usually, this is an expected and common-place event, but in this case it was not. These winds blew night and day around an unnaturally permanent and stormcloud-dark fog that hung low over the earth just a few feet ahead of Zelgadiss's location, bottling in the fog and hiding it behind a curtain of sand.
Zelgadiss had overheard some caravan-people talking about this place in hushed tones when he had went into a small town on the edge of the desert as he was heading away from the desert and towards greener places. This place, they said, was a place of magic, of unnatural events and things...
And, he hoped, his cure.
That was why he had ventured back into the Desert of Destruction, even though he had been planning before to head back to Saillune. He doubted that the magical text that the particular book in the old ruins had said was hidden in the capital of Saillune was still there, really. If it was, he would surely have heard of it before, no less seen it...
He took a deep breath and stepped into the wind. The wind tugged at his clothes, at his body, and the dust in the air made him close his eyes. Carefully, he took another step forward, another, and...
The ground suddenly wasn't under his feet anymore, and he was falling.
That just seems to be the right place to end this installment. Tune back in next time for more story!
Comments, well-considered suggestions, and complements are welcomed and might even get me to write faster if my muse is up to it.