Write about a dragon who doesn’t know what to do with their hoard anymore.

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“The Old Dragon” by J.J. Erwin

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“Excuse me, I’m looking for something.” The Old Dragon turned her monstrous head to locate the source of the small voice. Her eyes, two waning yellow moons, had difficulty pinpointing her unexpected interlocutor in the hazy light of the afternoon. Finally, a child no older than 7 or 8 peeked its head into her field of vision. “Hello, can you help me?” The child’s face was crooked. Its nose was bent slightly to the left, the eyes misaligned, one stuck looking in the opposite direction of the nose, the eyebrows, like tw...

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“The Dragon That Lost Himself” by Nancy Quintos

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After so many centuries, Drago the dragon started to feel the loneliness weigh down on him. He was the last of his species and as much as he tried to befriend the local human population all he ended up doing was chasing them away. The last time he had an encounter was many years ago, and at that time he made up his mind not to be out and about in the daytime to avoid meeting these strangers. He didn't know how to smile, and as much as he tried, he just couldn’t get it to look less menacing. Any slight attempt would only accomplish to rev...

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“The Dragon's Stash” by Kristen Dees

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Galli “the Quiet One” had a dilemma. The dragon crossed one arm over her chest, claws resting in the crook of her other arm, which cupped her chin. She tapped a talon against her cheek, deep in thought. What to do, what to do…? She was, for the most part, typical of European dragons: four-legged, green-scaled, with bat-shaped wings on her back, possessed fiery breath (despite her obsessive dental hygiene). Her head was reminiscent of a skinny crocodile with horns sprouting out from her forehead, yet she was unusual in one very important resp...

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“The Last Treasure” by Piper Jenne

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On a barren mountainside glowing pink with sunrise, two fairies worried at the entrance of a rock-hewn tunnel that gaped hungry and silent.“Go on, then,” urged the fairy dressed in ivy leaves. His silken wings scattered refracted light across the landing as he flitted back and forth, back and forth.“Just give me a minute, yeah?” the other said, running damp palms down the petals of her iris tunic.“You said yourself this hoard’s been abandoned. Nothing to be afraid of, right?”“I know! I know it’s probably completely safe, I just…!” Iris pause...

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“The Treasure” by Tarnisha Tull

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He’s been sitting here for a long time. He doesn’t know how long. He barely feels the coarse rocks shift under his heavy claws anymore. There was a time when they slipped and rolled under his claws, much lighter in weight, making him stumble. His cave home used to be fathomless. Now, if he cranes his head, he can see the dark patterns of soot burned into the rocky ceiling by fires breathed a long time ago. When he was small, his claws unstable on the slippery, rocky ground, the ceiling unknown and unseen, was when the ...

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“Fallen: Encounter” by N O

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The knight’s fingers ran unsteadily against the cliffside, jostling lightly against its texture, the wild rock almost hostile in its inhospitality. Curious, he threw his gaze to the wall, pausing briefly on his trek to assess it, before sending his eyes out to greet the far horizon. Despite the short while since the knight’s embark, the sun stood high upon it’s zenith, casting a rather gentle glow on the knight’s Perilous Adventure. Though, even in jest……“adventure” seemed a touch overstated. The knight returned his gaze to the path before h...

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“Drakōn Thisavrós (Dragon Treasure)” by Calysta Gemini

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Drakon kind has long inhabited the Second World; far preceding the Age of Humanity. Drakon never grew from anything at all. Instead we were carved, perhaps once a craggy mountain or maybe the bed of a glistening river. Carved by the Earth-Mother, a hand only the ancient knew. That was the First World, a time I didn’t exist in. The rise of plants and animals was just beginning. The Second World, well, that came with the creation of civilization. But even in times bygone, Drakon kind has always treasured the hoard they sit atop watching the wo...

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“A Dragon's Problems” by Gisela Woldenga

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Gisela Woldenga Word Count: 1004 words 752 Runnymede Ave. Coquitlam BC., Canada, V3J2V1 Tel.: 604-939-5357 Ema...

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“The treasures of Sir Sapphire” by Mesuur Iorkighir

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Sir Sapphire, The Enlightened III, stared at his treasure. He’d been doing this for hours every day, he was more prone to stare after he’d hunted for food, but it wasn’t like this at first, because of the king’s insistence, his collection of trinkets, jewels, and shiny things had tripled in the few years the king had started this tradition. Servants meticulously arranged everything from floor to ceiling and it covered every inch of the cave. The only place that wasn’t covered was where Sir Sapphire slept, which was instead covered with the f...

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“The Treasure of Ladora Shores” by Annabella Bones

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With only two exceptions, the unexpected encounter with a basilisk guarding the riverfront, and fighting against playful water nymphs determined to drag me to a watery grave, crossing the Lorelai River was the easy part. Orphans, like me, who are mistakenly left at the doorstep of a covenant rather than a convent at 6 years old and, subsequently, raised by 18 witches, don’t scare easily. Most orphans, however, have never crossed the woodlands separating Navaria and the Ladora Shores. “It’s suicide,” my mothers would say. “We’ll ward these...

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“The Much Needed Memory” by Rafeh Waqar

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“My life has become so much boring”, sighed the sorrowful dragon. “Those damn weak humans. They can’t even put up a decent fight”, the dragon was growing more and more tiresome as the time passed by. “Ugh!! I can’t take it anymore. I must really have a change in my dreary life”, the dragon exclaimed annoyingly. There was a stubborn dead end in his life that needs to be passed by any means or it will greatly affect the vigorousness, his life had ever made up. “That’s the problem”, the dragon angrily stared at the hoard of gold an...

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“The Button Dragon” by Wendy Rogers

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“There was a crooked man, and he walked a crooked mile, he found a crooked six pence, against a crooked style, he bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse, and they all lived together, in a crooked little house.“What this incomplete rhyme fails mention, is the little dragon with a crooked nose, who loved to carry buttons with his little toes.The little dragon rested inside of his button filled shoe box, when he moved he could feel the comforting motion of them settling beneath him. It was dark in the storage unit, but he could see ...

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“The Value Of A Hoard” by Hans Kiessling

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He listened from the mountain, from the great plateau that held the entrance to his lair, he listened and heard them in the distance. “Haha! With this we’ll have food and hide to spare!” “Now be careful, if you angle the blade wrong you’ll either gouge the wood or slide off of it and I don’t want you hurting yourself.” “Ooh, when are you going to come out little one? Mama wants to see you.” Each was said with a different voice, whether it was gruff or gentle or encouraging and these were only a bare few, for there were many more. He could he...

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“The Hiraeth of Urien Rheged” by Lucan Ridicus

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“This is… not what I expected.” Ser Aeron lowered the tip of her sword.“I’m sorry to disappoint.”“No, no, it’s not your fault. It’s just… you know. You’re a dragon. A famous dragon. They’re expecting me to bring back some gold. Or gems. Fancy garments maybe. Not… an old fishing pole.”“They will have to accept that things don’t often turn out how we’d expect.“Is this really all there is? You don’t have anything hiding around the corner or in a chest buried somewhere?”“Everything you see is all I have.”Ser Aeron looked around at the piles of m...

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“My New Friend Is A Dragon” by J.C. Vayda

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There once was a small and humble village located on the far corners of the world in the land of Navenon. It was a quaint little place, unlike the large and thriving city that lay just passed two mountains, a great lake, and a rolling hill. They were hunter-gatherers. They fought with swords and shields. They hunted with bows and arrows. They drank mead for thirst and ate boar for appetite. Though the village was poor, they have still been a well-established community for the last fifty years. For the last ten years, the village has been ab...

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Write about a dragon who doesn’t know what to do with their hoard anymore.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 63 stories

“The Old Dragon” by J.J. Erwin

“The Dragon That Lost Himself” by Nancy Quintos

“The Dragon's Stash” by Kristen Dees

“The Last Treasure” by Piper Jenne

“The Treasure” by Tarnisha Tull

“Fallen: Encounter” by N O

“Drakōn Thisavrós (Dragon Treasure)” by Calysta Gemini

“A Dragon's Problems” by Gisela Woldenga

“The treasures of Sir Sapphire” by Mesuur Iorkighir

“The Treasure of Ladora Shores” by Annabella Bones

“The Much Needed Memory” by Rafeh Waqar

“The Button Dragon” by Wendy Rogers

“The Value Of A Hoard” by Hans Kiessling

“The Hiraeth of Urien Rheged” by Lucan Ridicus

“My New Friend Is A Dragon” by J.C. Vayda

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