I saw this pic today  on Facebook (a quick google search found that it’s by Donato Giancola and can be found HERE) and a tiny bit of story popped into my head. So I wrote it down. Also, procrastination. Here is my flash fiction about this pic.

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Morath sat silent in the saddle as he approached Dragons Glen. The horse sloshed slowly through the water, parting the green that covered the surface. The animal kept its ears pitched forward, clearly more concerned with its footing than with location....