Metal Sculpture - Onaway, MI - Photo by JzB
I recoiled at the stench - burned meat, sewage, old ashes, sulphur.
So it took me for a craven and reared high above me for the kill.
There is always a soft spot somewhere on a dragon's belly, if you are lucky enough find it.
As my blade pierced it's tender flesh, the scream it let loose was an even worse assault on the senses than the smell.
Good one! I do love a good dragon...well, a dragon, anyway.
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Mine: http://kindredspirit23.wordpress.com/2013/04/11/five-sentence-fiction-prompt-edge-4112013/
You killed the dragon. What would moose and goose say? Nice story in five sentences. Going to give it a whirl methinks.
ReplyDeleteDragon is no friend to moose, goose or man
ReplyDeleteCheers!
JzB
Excellent - there is nothing quite as exhilarating as dragon slaying! :)
ReplyDeleteA great story, although I find dragon-slaying fables so hard to hear, have ever since I was a child. Your description was so clear. x
ReplyDelete"There is always a soft spot somewhere on a dragon's belly, if you are lucky enough find it."
ReplyDeleteSt. George told me the same thing, so I guess it must be true.
Nice job!
Really enjoyed this and loved that last line: '...the scream it let loose was an even worse assault on the senses ...'
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