The Four Treasures

By slither

Chapter 11

They followed the raptor, until they found a desert. A huge, gaping desert ready to swallow unfortunate travellers. Smoker walked slowly onto the white-hot sand. BloodCrow watched from above.

After hours of walking, they came to a huge, spiralling tower with an entrance big enough for them all. They entered the damp, musky area. And fell. Down and down they went, screeches and roars and caws echoed from the walls. After what felt like forever, they hit soft, padded ground. The raptor stood and gaped.

“Now this is what I call the library!” It squealed excitedly.

“Hello. And what are you doing in the library of knowledge?” A mysterious voice said.