| Journal Eleven |
Prompt: Dragons
Based on some Tumblr prompt I saw forever ago
There once was a small dragon. He was a small ruby colored dragon, his scales seemed pearlescent in the light of day. He was a territorial dragon, even if he could easily fit on a child's hand. His hoard was a single coin which he never let go. The coin traveled from town to town with him clutching to it, from person to person, never once being separated from one another. Every once in a while, someone wouldn't know of this dragon and would try to take the two apart, only for a passerby or a merchant to tell them the story.
The dragon's favorite town was small like he was. He had seen everyone in the town more than he could count. Whenever he was there, he'd stay for a while, traveling from vendor to vendor before being moved to another town.
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