Free Short Fiction Monday - Where dragons lurk

Bo rocked in his hand-made rocking chair on the porch of his fishing cabin in the center of the swamp. He came here every summer to fish and relax. The sounds of the water, the birds, the snakes, and lizards calmed him after a year of working. This was the time to get back to his roots. He spat tobacco onto the porch and watched the insects scurry away.

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