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Breaking Free

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Breaking Free

Now, it needed to break out of its shell.
Shatter the prismatic outer layer
that attracted the noble fool who fell
in lust with its luster. Purveyor
of fine gems, he fancied the egg, mistook
it for a faberge, but it’s the real
thing. A dragon egg laid by an old crook,
now sitting on a desk, perched on a steel
holder, that’s keeping the rocking egg from
tipping over despite its occupant’s
attempts to crack its housing. Time had come
for escape, it pushed a claw through to grant
freedom and dragged it down until it burst
forth and into the world, the dragon thrust.

~ ~ ~

This is a scene from an upcoming short story set in Shayari of course. Right now this baby dragon hasn’t got a name yet but I’m working on it.

for today’s prompt for Writing with Jishnu: Freedom

16 thoughts on “Breaking Free”

  3. Such vivid and beautiful imagery — I felt as if I were watching the whole thing unfold. You have the gift of storytelling, my friend. Loved these lines:
    “Shatter the prismatic outer layer
    that attracted the noble fool who fell
    in lust with its luster. ”

    Your language and sentence structure are impeccable.

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  4. Oh, wow. I just loved it. I liked the faberge touch. Got me thinking – hhmmm… who knows, maybe in a parallel universe some noble did get the shock of his life by the egg just hatching on his antique writing desk…

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  6. You write so beautifully!! This is the tone of my Oct 26th OctPoWriMo on my other blog but it feels too raw…I`ll wait until the morning to reread, edit or trash and rewrite. Again, beautiful writring!

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