Fiction Friday: The Legend of Leonard Letterman, Pt 31

Previously: The Legend of Leonard Letterman, Pt 30

A chill had crept into the room that had little to do with the temperature. The light shivered again.

“Am I to understand that you’re opposed to coming up with a plan?” Osric crossed his arms over his broad chest. He eyed Leonard with a pompous air that Leonard was certain was more bravado than anything else.

“Plans are good to have, but not when you’re too busy doing the planning that the acting on it part gets left out,” Leonard retorted, glaring back at Osric.

It took Leonard more than a moment to place where the anger pounding in his chest had come from; not only was there a possibility that his father was somehow, inexplicably, alive, but few if any efforts had been made to rescue him, or the others being held against their will. The blood in Leonard’s veins boiled like a molten river.

“Neither of you understand!” Osric countered as he launched himself to his feet and renewed his pacing. Each footfall felt like a jab in Leonard’s side, nudging him onward.

Leonard opened his mouth to reply, but a small hand gripped his shoulder, effectively freezing his tongue. Wilhelmina reassuringly squeezed his shoulder again before rising to her feet as well. The argument that had roused him now made much more sense as it was take up anew.

“You see! I’m not the only one that finds it hard to believe that nothing has been done yet. We can’t wait forever. There must be something, Osric,” Wilhelmina nearly pleaded, her voice a painful swirl of emotions, but with iron at its center.

Osric continued to pace and rubbed his forehead as if he hadn’t heard her, deftly side-stepping Wilhelmina each time he found her in his path. At last, he turned with a dramatic sweep to face them. Osric gave them a measured look before nodding and striding towards the door.

“Come with me,” he said, reaching one of his large hands out to Leonard, who was still on the floor with the wall at his back. Leonard hesitated for the space of a breath before grasping the taller man’s wrist and allowing himself to be pulled to his feet effortlessly.

“Where are we headed?” Leonard asked as Osric pulled open the heavy chamber door and entered the dark corridor, pausing after a stride to wait for his companions. Leonard’s legs felt a little shaky but seemed likely to support him. He leaned against the wall to steady himself as he made to gather up his satchel and arms.

“You can leave those here for now. We will either return here or have your things brought to you when needed,” Osric called from the hall. Leonard caught Wilhelmina’s eye, his hand hovering over the satchel’s strap.

Wilhelmina considered before setting aside her bow and her sword belt, but Leonard noticed that she did not relieve herself of all the weapons she had brought, such as the ones tucked into her boots. She also kept her own pack safely slung over her back. Leonard followed her lead; he grabbed up his own bag and left all else behind, then tailed Wilhelmina in to the hall.

Osric said nothing of their still laden shoulders, but turned and continued down a side hallway that Leonard had not realized was there in the shadowy corridor.

“Where are we going?” Leonard whispered as he blindly stumbled after Osric’s footsteps. Out of the darkness, a soft hand slipped into his and pulled him along.

“To enlighten you,” Osric called darkly from up ahead, his voice echoing off the empty stone hall.

photo by Ioan Sameli

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2 thoughts on “Fiction Friday: The Legend of Leonard Letterman, Pt 31

  1. You still have me perched on the edge of my seat! Can’t wait to see if Leonard’s father and the others are still alive, and can be rescued! And I’m still not 100% convinced that Osric is completely trustworthy. What new twists and turns are in store for Leonard and Wilhelmina as they follow him? I’ll be back next Friday! 🙂

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