Shimmering with golden light
Jason makes off with his prizes
As the dragon slept, Jason climbed the tree and snatched the ram skin from the branch. Shielding his eyes from the blinding glow, he quickly descended, the golden radiance illuminating the dark grove like a rising sun.
He didn't linger. Slinging the heavy, shimmering fleece over his shoulder he ran back to the ship with Medea. Not one trophy but two. He barked out his order for the crew to set sail immediately, fearing the wrath of King Aeëtes.
As the sails filled, Jason was suddenly overcome with a feeling of supreme dread.
"Damn," he cried. "I forgot my phone."
O ~ o ~
This Drabble, a story in 100 words, was originally written for the Facebook Group: Writers Unite!
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Raymond G. Taylor
Author living in Kent, England. Writer of short stories and poems in a wide range of genres, forms and styles. A non-fiction writer for 40+ years. Subjects include art, history, science, business, law, and the human condition.
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lol this gave me a good chuckle