Saturday, 17 May 2014

250 Words: And then a dragon boarded

We heard there was gold out west so we travelled into the city and boarded a train headed that way, in a carriage of full of people seeking riches.  Its riches as it turned out.

The dragon had escaped men and hidden it’s loot underground, only to end up with us folks trying to mine it.  So it had come to warn us of what would happen should we travel on and join the invasion of its territory.

It was in Oklahoma, we later discovered, that it happened- right in the pan handle.  All we felt was a great thump above us on the roof of the carriage before coming off the rails.  

What had happened was that the dragon had flown the length of the train, tapping on each carriage roof before nudging up the locomotive off the rails.  

We all broke out of the carriage and took aim with whatever we had to hand- Colts, Winchesters an’ all- and blasted deep into the beast’s belly.  It flew off and landed not far away, slowly bleeding to death in the pan handle.

And now we’re all in jail for damage to Railroad property.  They don’t believe us about the dragon.  They believe we were delirious from the journey and that our description matches that of a Chinese dragon, anyway, and claim our tale makes no sense at all. 

It’ll be the booby hatch if we keep on.  Better to drop it, make a living and pay off our debt.

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