Ep. 6: The Lair’s Treasures

Ailsa walked around the dragon’s home, making note of treasure both valuable and easily carried. A golden goblet crusted with jewels. An emerald-studded circlet. A silver dagger with inscriptions in a lost tongue. Pouches filled with old coins and rough cut stones. A bookshelf lined with rare tomes. A...

Ep. 5: The Lair

Ailsa rinsed the mud from her dress, then wrung it out and pulled it on. The wet blue fabric clung to her skin. She stepped into her boots and snatched up her pack. Ailsa searched for her sword and knives before she remembered they were locked away in the...

Ep. 4: The Pool

Ailsa rose to her feet, shivering. Something in the dragon’s voice made Ailsa wonder if it already had. She gazed at him, then walked to the crystalline fountain and knelt down. She leaned forward and braced herself against one hand, her bare rump in the air. She scooped some...

Ep. 3: The First Meeting

“What happened to this place?” “A swamp plague, I think.” The dragon scratched his neck with a wing-tip talon. “A plague?!” Ailsa jerked away from a puddle filled with tiny swimming insects. “Yes, you know how it is. A few people drop dead, the rest flee.” The dragon folded...

Ep. 2: The Swamp

Ailsa ascended old wooden stairs slick with moss and half-rotted by humidity and rain. Every creak made Ailsa’s heart jump. She braced herself to avoid tumbling back down the steep hill if a step broke. Aside from the decaying stairs, there was nothing to break her fall save the...

Ep. 1: The Opportunity

Sunlight filtered into the cramped cell through rusted iron bars set in mossy stone. Ailsa scraped at a patch of crusty yellow lichen with her boot. Three days imprisonment had reduced her to pondering the walls. Limestone, maybe. She shifted against the scratchy wool blanket covering the cot’s thin...

1950’s Style

What we see: Mary is married to Bob. He works at the local credit union and she at the high school. Mary comes home from work each day and cooks a hot dinner for her and Bob. She has his slippers at the door, the day’s paper on the...

FFF: Fuck Me

Flash Fiction Prompt – 11/15 – Fuck Me FFF Challenge – You have 100 words to make me cum. You get 25 extra words if you write it on Thursday and do it in one draft, typos and all. GO! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He wakes to the feel of her mouth...