Sunday Photo Fiction: The Dragon Keeper #amwriting #flashfiction #dragons 


Thanks to Alistair Forbes for hosting SPF last week! 

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Credit: A Mixed Bag – Alastair Forbes

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Leisbeth crooned to her pet dragon, Brand. She had raised him from when he was nothing but a babe, pushing his way out of his golden egg. 

Brand would never be a huge dragon, but he was worth a lot of money to many people.  His scales, his wings, and his teeth were valuable so Leisbeth protected him. She cared for his wounds from hunting for large animals and after locals injured him.

Despite being gentle, Leisbeth could be fierce. She knew she was fragile, but she possessed a gift, sorcery not even Brand knew she possessed.

In turn, Brand was Leisbeth’s protector. He knew she was a soft woman, her voice small and melodic. Her hands uncalloused and her long blond hair shiny and flowing. All these traits of beauty put her in danger. 

She knew nothing of the cruel world, that men spilled blood, both dragon and human for small amounts of silver. Brand still remembered the screams of his dragon parents slaughtered, as he fought his way from his golden egg. He was tiny then, but he remembered their terrified roars. 

However, Liesbeth had saved him so they would always be together. Brand would protect her inherit gentleness while she would guard him with her magic. Those who would hurt her intelligent companion would regret it. 

To Leisbeth, Brand was her friend who in private, loved to be held and stroked. Both their abilities would keep the other alive for thousands of years. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved. 

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Tale Weaver: Poetry – Bop – ” The Forest Sweet” #amwriting #poetry #taleweavers 


Thanks to Michael of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting this Tale Weaver Prompt based on forest creatures, a couple weeks back. 

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Credit: Google Images, Reusable

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Fly with me to the forest enchanted, 

Where all magic life is fair transplanted. 

Lacking peace in cities it’s ungranted, 

Fly to the faeries for those sweet romantics. 

Into the gleaming marsh of enchantment, 

Forget  pain with tranquility granted. 

Come fly with me, to the magic forest. 

You may not believe me, you may not care, 

Let me lead, you’ll never be disparaged

Blue birds tweet-talk, sweet advice they share, 

Deer bow low, demand fur be stroked right there.

Behind their ears, on their bellies so bared. 

Nymphs stunning, gorgeous come out they’re aware, 

You’ve paid a visit, they chatter, wine shared, 

Ambrosia sweets flow, your body’s repaired

Come fly with me, to the magic forest. 

Visit anytime, day or night, be pleased, 

Someone’s awake with wine or cold tea. 

Faeries they greet with moonshine and they tease

You’ll never admit, this place is your peace, 

The magic in your heart, is to believe. 

Come fly with me, to the magic forest. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved.