A little story for St George's Day (previously published by 81Words.net)
THE PRICE OF COURAGE:
George stood over the slain dragon, his banner fluttering in the breeze. The beast at his feet motionless.
George turned to see where the angry voice had come from. “Yes? “
“Did you kill that dragon? “
“Yes, I did. “ George winked.
“Got a permit?” asked the man, who was a park ranger.
“Beg pardon? “
“Do you have a permit to kill dragons out of season? “
“Er, no. “
Sighing, the man got his fine book out.
(c) 2014 Sean Kavanagh