Monday, August 16, 2010

micro fiction Monday





Armor crusted from Dragon's Fire, baked inside. Behold the ire of old Tinder, last of the great Reds, guarding his lair. Paralysis by flame.











This morning's installment of micro fiction Monday is brought to you by me, thanks in no small part to inspiration from Stony River.

14 comments:

jabblog said...

Poor Sir Knight is about to crumble by the sound of it! More power to the dragon though! I enjoyed this.

Brian Miller said...

paralysis by flame...nice. yeah no one touch him or he may become a pile...

swputh said...

This one is different. Baked inside!!
excellent one..

Sylvia K said...

This one is different and it is a great one! Baked inside -- I'm sweating already! Have a great week!

Sylvia

John's comments said...

Yes we keep him to remind us of the old days.Gone for predicament today. My 140 is here

drybottomgirl said...

They sure won't concerned about comfort in those day :) Nice, I liked this!

Thom said...

Excellent take on this. I love the Paralysis by flame. Well done. Happy Monday :)

Thom said...

Excellent take on this. I love the Paralysis by flame. Well done. Happy Monday :)

hope said...

Flame sounds so much better than rust. Well done!

Bill ~ {The Old Fart} said...

Poor Old Tinder, Something to remind us not to Mess with Dragons.

sylviamorice said...

Very creative post for this week's picture. I enjoyed reading it.

Pat said...

Baked knight--what a horrible way to go! I hope he was awarded the Purple Heart, albeit posthumously.

Good one, Scott! Pithy post.

Susan at Stony River said...

Ah, Tinder, what a sad and lonely thing to be alone. But I think the knight had it worse LOL

Deborah said...

Beautifully written :o)