He looked down at the speck next to his foot. Whatever the speck was, it was trying to get his attention. His head moved down to get a closer look at it. There were many creatures in the world, but this was slightly different than any he had ever seen. It was humanoid, though smaller than any he’d encountered. Perhaps it was one of their children. He’d never eaten a human child before. Maybe they tasted differently than the adults did.
“I will vanquish you!”
He raised his eyebrow at the humanoid’s proclamation. Unless this tiny creature had some form of powerful magic, he wouldn’t feel anything it did. Perhaps it was a human child after all. The way it spoke made him think that the creature was merely playacting. Lowering his head all the way to the ground, he scrutinized the creature’s odd appearance. It had a strange knot of hair on the top of its head and carried a weirdly shaped walking stick. He’d heard about a humanoid creature such as this, but he’d never seen one. Then again, it could still be just a human child.
As he was analyzing the creature, it ran forward and hit him in his mouth with its walking stick. He couldn’t help but laugh at the pathetic attack, but when he did, he accidentally let forth a burst of flame breath. The tiny creature was burned to a crisp. He felt bad for killing something so small, but he was starting to get hungry. After swallowing the humanoid whole, he spread his wings and took to the sky, glad once more that he was born a dragon.
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I always like a play on perspectives. Nice story. I like “The Speck” as a title.
Thank you. I’d imagine that, were I a dragon, most other living things would look like specks to my eyes.
Yes and that anger of that little human-like creature would be super small…
Hahaha awesome. Puny humans.
Or was it a human? Perhaps it was something very human-like…
The speck did it’s ancestors proud and died in glorious adventure. Shame the dragon fear didn’t turn his insides all squiggly until some other shiny object could get it’s attention. That’s just how it goes sometimes.
Perhaps it did turn his insides to jelly. We only heard the story from the dragon’s perspective.
Good point. Poor little guy. I wonder what his name was? And it spouted flame so I assume it was a red dragon?
Of course.
I loved this. When I read the first sentence I thought honestly of Horton Hears a Who (Hoo?) I can’t help but wonder about the top knot? It’s not a knight, so it must be something else, but I cant think of anything.
The top knot is a reference to the race of halflings in the Dragonlance setting known as Kender.
Good to know 🙂