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The Squirrel and the Dragon: A Fantasy Short Story

Once upon a time, in a little cottage atop a tall tree in a little forest, there lived a little squirrel named Chestnut. Every morning, Chestnut loved to take her little basket and go on nature walks to collect little colorful flowers in the meadows. She would make bouquets and flower wreaths and sell them at the market square. But one day, when Chestnut went on a walk to collect more flowers, she found a big black hill blocking her way. The big black hill was very strange, because instead of being covered with green grass, it was covered in black scales that shimmered in the sunlight. Another strange thing about the big black hill was that it moved up and down, almost as if it were breathing. “I don’t know how this strange hill got here,” Chestnut said to herself. “But I’ll just climb over it.” Chestnut clambered up the big black hill. It was a little difficult, since it kept moving up and down, but thanks to her determination, Chestnut managed to reach the very top. “I did it!” Chest...

The Story Wasn't Supposed to End Like This


The story wasn’t supposed to end like this.

It was supposed to have an ending of perfect bliss

With the whole kingdom joyful that the dragon was dead

And with the princess and knight being happily wed.


It was supposed to end with the dragon slain,

With the knight earning the title of Dragon’s Bane

With him riding his noble steed in a gallant parade

After valiantly accomplishing his noble crusade.


It was supposed to end with the princess set free

From the dragon that placed her in captivity

In his dark, smokey, and gloomy cave

Which the princess once dreaded would be her grave.


It was supposed to end with the brave knight

Surviving his brutal but courageous fight

With the dragon that kidnaped his beloved

By piercing the dragon’s heart and spilling its blood.


That was how the story was supposed to end.

But on the road to write the story, I came to bend.

One idea led to another, and after writing the last chapter

I thought my story was better without the happily ever after.


Now the knight is dead, but the princess is alive.

She is grieved, but knows her kingdom must thrive.

She helps her people rebuild and rise from the ashes

The dragon left behind before the knight gave him slashes.


It is strange how stories tend to unfold

Until a completely new story is told.

Sometimes I don’t know what story I will write

Until I put ink to paper in the middle of the night.


The story wasn’t supposed to end like this.

It was supposed to have an ending of perfect bliss.

Though the ending I ended up with is bittersweet,

In the end it makes my story feel more complete.

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