Sunday, July 17, 2016

Today's #flashfiction Pavlov's Dragon

“We have nothing to fear but fear itself.”
Friday the 13th #quote *

Good morning/midday/afternoon/evening/night. Now unless I missed one it shouldn't matter what time you read this. Anyway onto the flash fiction!

Pavlov's Dragon

           “You want the stick? Do you want the stick?” A short man said to a large dragon. The balding man's remaining black hair matched the beasts scales in color.
            The dragon snorted some smoke and angrily said, “No, I don't want the stick.”
            “Yes you do!” The man smiled. “Little Scorch wants his stick! He wants to practice catching enemies of the Kingdom.” The dragon tamer prepared to throw the stick over a nearby cliff for the dragon to dive off and snag it.
             Scorch dug his claws into the ground. “Master Jacob, I'm not a kid anymore. I don't want a stick! I want advanced training and real combat.”
             “Go get it!” Jacob threw the stick off the cliff. Scorch flew off the cliff like he'd done ever since his first few years of age and grabbed the branch between his jaws. In a few seconds he stood in front of his master again and dropped the stick in front of him.

              The dragon huffed a large ball of smoke with a glare. “I hate you.”

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