On a remote country road a coach slowed down. A door opened and something flew out before the vehicle absquatulated.
“It’s a malison,” thought Pagan, retreiving the moving sack. “Everywhere I go I attract abandoned animals.”
Moments later she gasped in astonishment. “What are you? How should I vocitate you?”
A baby dragon growled contentedly.
6 comments:
oh my. What a surprise and something that could continue on hopefully :) Love it. Well done. Hope your mom is okay my friend :)
I love dragon stories. And you are so clever to combine the 3WT and the 55.
Oh I like this. I hope you plan to continue!
thom - yes, it could continue but i'm not sure i'll be tempted. it says enough
nessa - well, it takes some discipline to fit stories in 55 words and this one was a challenge :)
you just dropped in, quilly! i don't know... was thinking about making this story longer but wanted to try and tell as much as i could in 55.
if the girl or the dragon will want to tell me their story, i'll record it :)
ooh new dragons. Can't wait to read more.
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