The Dragon's Curse
by Donna L Martin
"Tis foolishness to be here," Amari whispered as she grabbed a low hanging branch and pulled herself up to the ledge beside Cerelic.
"Aye, but tis more foolish to have the others defenseless against the beast," Cerelic replied for what seemed like the hundredth time.
The two had argued the same point ever since they left the village in the morning mist and now, hours later, the midday sun shone above the tree tops as they inched their way toward the cave's entrance.
"Do you still have the wolfbane powder?" Amari asked again.
Cerelic looked at her, his irritation beginning to show as he removed the pouch from his tunic and thrust it toward her. "You hold it if you think me not trustworthy," he hissed.
Amari looked down at the pouch, knowing she would not take it, when the hair on the back of her neck prickled a warning danger was near. Glancing above the cave's entrance, she saw the claws first. Long and razor sharp, they clung to the edge as wings flexed and expanded until the sun hung in the shadows of the beast's wingspan.
Cerelic saw the fear growing in Amari's eyes and tightened his grip on the pouch. "Don't move. The beast can't find you if you are still. We just need to use the powder and all will be well."
Suddenly a high pitched screech shattered the quiet as wings beat against the tree tops and a ball of fire shot across the cave entrance toward the two crouched in fear...
***Okay, it's your turn! What happens next? Can the beast be stopped? will Amari and Cerelic make it out alive? Put your creative cap on and add a sentence or add a paragraph. Continue my story or start one of your own. Join the fun and see where this picture prompt takes us!***