Icedrake’s request
The Queen of Air and Darkness’ palace sprawled. Corridors twisted, corkscrewed, dead-ended and split without regard to logic or gravity. Continue reading Icedrake’s request
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Dragonish Dilemma
Higher he flew into the magic’s current and his sapphire scales soaked in its light turning him into a reptilian phoenix rising into space’s starry womb. Continue reading Dragonish Dilemma
Armadillo Dreams
Armadillo Dreams Armored shell enclosed, it digs and burrows. Rarely out at night, it’s nocturnal but My trusty Armadillo friend, sorrows. As he swings his tail, wishing he’s a mutt. Dragon wings, he’d have, the better to fly Into the sky, where clouds’ kiss, brush his snout. Like a beast of myth, he’d spit fire, fly high Let sunlight gild his scales and poems spout On moonless evenings with wizards and wights, Dreaming as they scheme of overthrowing Regents of evil intent, who hold light, Ever bright, captive in surreal drawings. Alas, but for an accident of fate– My armadillo’s dreams won’t be sated. … Continue reading Armadillo Dreams
Future’s Fire: Sheltamarae, the Dragon
Future’s Fire: Sheltamarae At the top of the world he bides, seer, fire-breather, smoke-weaver, Sheltamarae he’s called. Through fire he watches near and far, future events and present day. Greater than he is the Lord who made all, who put the future in his claws. Empires rise and fall as he watches. Future’s thrall, his gaze is locked on fate’s flickering fires that’re never quenched ‘til mankind’s strivings cease. Evil breathes on that fire, incites a blaze that eats possibilities, ashes peace, brings nations to their knees, but since it stays within the rules, he can’t intrude, even though the … Continue reading Future’s Fire: Sheltamarae, the Dragon
The Luckiest People Eat Humble Pie
The Luckiest People Eat Humble Pie The first person I encountered today wasn’t supposed to be dragon, glaring mom’s disapproval down at me, no way! Her red claws caged me where I stood staring, holding the last piece of sweet pumpkin pie. Her magic engulfed me and my skin itched. “Mom this is child abuse!” I cried but my words left my beak as chirps. My form she’d switched again for a bird’s wings but why this time? “I told you not to start another war.” Mom’s flaming eye enlarged showing my crime. Bloated bodies, sun-baked, are dead from war. I … Continue reading The Luckiest People Eat Humble Pie
Takeoff
Takeoff The jet screams down the tarmac but it’s all fading fast. Grass breaks through asphalt; trees rise; branches twine forming a forbidding wall. The jet skids; its body molts its disguise. The passengers wink out of existence leaving me astride a dragon wond’ring if they were ever real. At this instant, it matters not; the dragon leaps, wings catch the updraft, propel us towards that place I can’t escape nor unplug from for long. Shayari’s calling me, I must now race back to her verdant lands, where I belong. There’s no trace of that jet left behind, nor hint of whether I was e’er … Continue reading Takeoff
Wedding Bird Blues
Wedding Bird Blues Why didn’t they send Phaedrina to do this? She can turn into a spider and hide when the guests file in, but no miss, they sent me disguised as a bird. My hide’s at risk, not my bro’s who’s shoving dishes at my beak demanding poison sniffing precision that’s possible in wishes but not when a beak’s doing the sniffing. Either this bird’s nose is broken or some other beast should’ve been selected, a blood hound maybe. “Did you find poison? More crumbs?” hazarded my vexed twin. I pecked, drew blood. He backed off, hands raised to check … Continue reading Wedding Bird Blues
The Seacher: Malenthanren, Dragon of Shayari
The Searcher: Malentharen A dragon sleeps ‘neath Neverthrall’s waters. Shayari’s great lake, that inland sea, makes a perfect place to search for Ironwood’s daughter. White sparkles collect on the dragon’s snake hide, in a cloud those brilliant motes rise, breach the lake’s surface and like a star shot, streak ‘cross the sky. Over Ironwood Keep to reach the lost daughter of a cursed line whose loss could snap the world in two. Thus he sends his consciousness roaming, past villages who take no fright at his star overhead, flying day or night to eat the mileage. Eventually the country he … Continue reading The Seacher: Malenthanren, Dragon of Shayari
Peacock Spy & Peacock to the Rescue
The Peacock Spy The white peacock strutted about the yard; through its eyes he peered and counted sentries, saw a cage where a boy huddled; ten yards to the gate and three guards at the entry. “Did you see him?” inquired his brother, elbowing Flair, his connection broke–damn. “I can rescue him without help, brother.” Phaedron laughed at the thought. Flair sought that damn bird’s mind again, connected, drew himself across the link, felt feathers ‘stead of flesh. He strutted to the cage; it sat on a shelf. The boy uncurled, blinked, “you’re here in the flesh?” Flair shook his head; his young sib … Continue reading Peacock Spy & Peacock to the Rescue
Captive Dragon – Writing 101 # 14 & Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes
Captive Dragon Stars shone, thousands of candles in the sky, their light outlines a chocolate dragon tied up. Too weak to struggle, her scales too dry, no helpful wave nearby, her wounded guide, her captain, draws near. Rescue’s in his mind. In night’s blanket he hides; his mind’s open to her–connection made–their pain’s entwined. “The earring,” she says mind-to-mind, “it opens the lock on the collar. Steal it, you must…” “I know,” he replies, he’s worked his way ’round camp, leaning on his sword; her captors trust her bonds to hold, but a weakness she’s found. He stumbles, grips the wound … Continue reading Captive Dragon – Writing 101 # 14 & Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes
Beast of Cloud and Claw – One Word Photo Challenge
Beast of Cloud and Claw On cloud-stacked feet it steals across the sky ready to stomp the sleeping mountain town. Its wings kick up a gale force wind to cry its coming on the morn. It’s swooping down from on high, its ridged back blots out the sun. Its shadow falls and blankets the valley. The temperature drops as it exhales cold, ice sheathes its talons, winter’s friend rallies, unhinges its jaw, breathes white fire so cold it burns; it freezes everything in place. ‘Cept the slayer striding towards the ice-drake. Magic builds ‘tween her upraised hands; her faces’s grim. She slings the … Continue reading Beast of Cloud and Claw – One Word Photo Challenge
Breaking Free
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 … Continue reading Breaking Free
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