Here is my story for this week’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers challenge. Enjoy!

“You’re kidding me, right?” Ian looked around the junk yard. “This is a joke.”

Before him stood two large recycling containers. On top of the containers lay dragons, but mot the kind he sought. These were the work of some local artist with environmentalist tendencies.

“What did you expect? Me to lead you to some misty mountain lair?” His guide shook his head. “You’re lucky I didn’t kick you out of my store. I need a Chinese guy to find me dragons. Seriously.”

“I know. I was desperate. I was told the old Chinese guy in the corner market would help. You said you could find them for me.”

“And I did. Wait, who told you that?”

Ian threw his arms in the air. “This does not help me!”

“Why do you need them?”

Ian paused. “To right a wrong. Rescue a love.”

Cheng smiled. “Then, wait. Just a moment.”

A buzz filled the junkyard. Metal creaked and snapped. Ian watched as fire erupted in the dragons. Ian shielded his face. When he dropped his arms, two fiery red dragons stared down on him.

“Now this is what I’m talking about!”

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Never would have thought to go down to the local junkyard to find dragons. I guess they need to lay low most days. Wonder what wrong Ian needs to right, and why dragons are his solution.

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