"And that," he concluded with the most dramatic voice he could muster, "was the tale of how the ice dragon came into this realm and started terrorizing people."
One of the small children seated in front of him raised his hand. "Is it true that... That the ice dragon has returned?"
The storyteller laughs heartily. "But of course not! The ice dragon is just a story they have been telling for ages."
"But my dad said...", the boy started, before falling silent.
A large shadow fell over the group, two giant wings on either side of the body, as ice started covering every surface.
YOU ARE READING
Tiny Stories Part 2
Short StoryMy second collection of microfiction, sometimes dealing with the mundane, but mostly dealing with the magical. Unlike the first collection, the stories in this one are based on inktober prompts.
