“Lions and tigers and dragons – oh my,” Dorothy exclaimed; since flash fiction had opened up to dragons, life had become terribly exciting.
The dragons were everywhere – dating other dragons, writing stories, helping mothers to keep calm and fighting off attacks from George.
Dragons had long been a favourite of Dorothy's. Lions and tigers couldn't fly and fire-breathing was very useful when one did not have the wherewithal to cook.
“Wait a minute lady! It ain't the dragons you ought to be concerned with!”
Judy whirled round. A ferocious grizzly towered over her. Lions and tigers and bears – oh my...
The dragons were everywhere – dating other dragons, writing stories, helping mothers to keep calm and fighting off attacks from George.
Dragons had long been a favourite of Dorothy's. Lions and tigers couldn't fly and fire-breathing was very useful when one did not have the wherewithal to cook.
“Wait a minute lady! It ain't the dragons you ought to be concerned with!”
Judy whirled round. A ferocious grizzly towered over her. Lions and tigers and bears – oh my...
