Five Sentence Fiction: Scorching

Caught off guard they crouched as the fierce tempest raged above and a ruby wing swept down sending a cloud of red dust spiralling up into the air.
Sand swirled and a crimson dragon hurled a yellow flame, its thunderous roar echoed and the hogs in the field screeched and squealed as they stumbled. The dragon lowered its leg and plucked its prey, skewered in a single movement.
The beast dipped its wings and as it launched back into the sky its vermilion scales blazed in the sun.
Matt broke the sudden silence “Flame grilled…” he said, “Now that’s what I call fast food!”

(These are my opening lines from my current WIP, 
couldn’t have asked for a better prompt word!)

Picture by Lisa Shambrook

6 thoughts on “Five Sentence Fiction: Scorching

  1. Stephanie

    I love the last line! Ha ha! You created beautiful images and set the scene up perfectly! I could see this crimson dragon hunt for its prey. Awesome job!


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