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The Dragon Slide

Flash fiction

Little Molly Quill was at the top of the dragon slide, ready to ride. There were boulders, trees, various bushes, and flowering plants surrounding the place concealing the slide’s course. She looked down the tip of the dragon’s tail and saw a steep drop-off followed by a sharp turn. Her heart raced as she scooched down, pushed off, then whipped back and forth along the serpentine slide. There were dips, lifts…