Here There Be Dragons
“I don’t believe in omens or portents or…”
“Or signs?” the tracker finished.
“Or signs.”
“Yet before us lies the impossible, the print of a creature that never existed.”
Warren shuddered at the massive, clawed print before him, quailed at his uncontrolled, hidden magic. He had imagined dragons into being.
This was written for a prompt from Justin Deming: signs. I love receiving prompts from readers. Just leave one in the comments and I’ll write a story for you!