I’m back! It’s been a crazy couple of weeks, but I’m here to continue the spree of short stories from my backlog. Today’s tale is an oldie; I don’t remember exactly when I wrote it, but I believe I was 21 at the time, if not, younger. It’s the story of a fledgling dragon who goes to some pretty serious lengths to prove to the older, stronger dragons in the land that he’s no helpless whelp.
Seeing as how this story comes from some of my earlier days when I was making a determined attempt to become a published writer, it’s not exactly a reflection of where I am right now with my language and ability to spin a good yarn. My raw, unrefined craft of years ago is definitely on display here, but I still find this story entertaining, and I hope you do, as well.