Charlie Wise had been stopping by the Curiosities Shop every Thursday afternoon for the past ten years. This time he saw something different.
“Antique clock, Phineas?”
“I have a terrific new repair guy working for me.”
“Yeah, but a dragon?”
He keeps adding dragons to everything.”
“You know, I’d buy the clock if it didn’t come with a dragon.”
Phineas leaned on the counter and pushed up his bifocals. “Come around next week. I’ll see what I can do.”
“Okay, Phineas. Have a good day.”
“You too, Charlie.”
After closing, Phineas went into the back, took out his keys, and opened up the workshop.
He was still hard at work.
“You know, I could have sold that clock you worked on today if it didn’t have a dragon on it.”
Everything he’d worked on had a dragon on it.
The old Elf, who had been starving after becoming stranded outside of the Fantasy realm, looked up. “Sue me. I like dragons. Everything you have me work on is so…ordinary.”
Phineas slammed the door shut and locked it.
He muttered to himself, “I’d toss that pointy-earred bum out on the street again if he wasn’t so good at refurbishing antiques.”
I wrote this for Sunday Photo Fiction – April 16th 2017. The idea is to use the photo prompt above to write a piece of flash fiction no more than 200 words long. Mine came in at 196 (after quite a bit of editing). I realized that the natural response to the photo would be to have the dragon come to life. I decided to try a different approach.
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