2009/07/21

PROMPTuesday #65 – Wherein I TRIED to Cheat and Make Another Post into Something It Clearly Wasn’t

DaGoddess @ 14:59

So I totally tried to get around writing an actual entry for today’s PROMPT. That failed. And thus I am left to endeavor to create something wholly new and brilliant. That taskmaster, Deb, is so going to rue the day she got me hooked on her PROMPTuesday.

This week, we must use the words ancient, visionary, and coma in our writing. (Is this better, Deb?) I think I can manage this one.

Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, lived an ancient dragon who was quite lonely. He was the last of the Prerhinobraxian dragons — you know, the ones with horns and stripes. Because he was so very unique, Simon (for that was his name) had a rather difficult time finding a good lady dragon with whom he could meet for the occasional village burning followed by a walk around the lake, and then, if she was so inclined, a little dragon nooky.

Alas, the one true lady dragon, Alicia, who was Simon’s oft desire was being held by a power-hungry bastard of a king in another far off realm. Now, being a captive was so difficult, so thoroughly depressing for Alicia that she lapsed into a coma. It was more an act of self-preservation than anything, because that’s what dragons do when faced with impossible periods of incarceration. Kind of like hibernation, but a little more drastic.

At first, Simon thought Alicia was just avoiding him. For the first ten years of her lack of response to his long distance supersonic dragon calls, he lamented that perhaps he’d failed to impress her sufficiently. This was followed by a few years of indiscreet visits to female dragons of poor repute. Finally, he decided he’d had enough of the empty couplings and opted for a more selective approach. Of course, because the other Prerhinobraxian dragons died off (or were murdered in cold blood by loathsome peasants looking to make names for themselves or for sheer sport), he was, indeed, quite forlorn.

Then, one day, Simon overheard a band of wandering minstrels (who narrowly missed becoming dinner) talking about the magnificent dragon held in the bastard of a king’s cave. Following the minstrels on their journey — which was more difficult than you might imagine for a dragon of any size, let alone Simon’s impressive proportions — our hopeful scaled and winged one made his way to the kingdom of the nasty ruler. Once there, just outside the castle, deep in the forest and up near the mountains, Simon tiptoed around the perimeter, hoping against hope he’d discover signs of the cave and his imprisoned beloved.

Now, this dragon was a smart cookie and a bit of a visionary as well, so it didn’t take long for him to discover a unique formation just beyond the river stream. An unusual outcropping of rocks were so out of place that he knew this was where Alicia was detained. There was, however, a full complement of guards on duty. This rescue was going to take some serious planning, especially if Simon could not awaken his dear one. Sure, he could have gone with a flashy firestorm and wiped out the whole lot of royal pains, but Simon had a feeling the place was booby trapped or that, perhaps, reinforcements weren’t too far off.

And so it was that a fortnight of careful planning led to a spectacular rescue, the details of which I’ve been sworn to secrecy (just in case Simon ever needs to employ the same tactics again). Suffice it to say, he was successful in the rescue of Alicia and their story ended happily (tragically for the guards).

Oh, about that nasty king? The dragons were prolific in breeding their own little army and the king was defeated in a manner befitting his horrid demeanor.

Now, really, I must go. I have baby dragons in the pantry who are creating a big mess. You have no idea how much trouble they can get into if left unattended for too long.

9 Comments

  1. wow…that was great! such a fun read!

    Comment by Crystal — 2009/07/21 @ 15:58

  2. that was fantastic!!!!

    Comment by vodkamom — 2009/07/21 @ 16:02

  3. thanks!

    We can blame this entry on Dennis Quaid and Dragonheart on AMC this afternoon.

    Comment by DaGoddess — 2009/07/21 @ 16:12

  4. Just don’t let Noam and Don lead them astray. Good god, do you realize what havoc that could create?

    Comment by Jan — 2009/07/21 @ 16:34

  5. no shit!

    I get the feeling they’re behind the chaos anyway

    Comment by DaGoddess — 2009/07/21 @ 16:39

  6. Lovely! :thumbs:

    Comment by Pam — 2009/07/21 @ 16:46

  7. I should obviously not be allowed to watch TV

    Comment by DaGoddess — 2009/07/21 @ 16:47

  8. WOW! Dragon nookie…

    Comment by Tara — 2009/07/22 @ 09:22

  9. I know, goofy, huh?

    Comment by DaGoddess — 2009/07/22 @ 11:41

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