Weekend Oracle-Card Flash Fiction & Dragon Lore

Saturday, September 12, 2026
Golden apple trees by Teagan via Night Cafe
by Teagan via Night Cafe
Hello, everyone.   I’m trying to finish up my new novelette, and if I can make it, finish an old non-fiction slang dictionary that I put aside last September.  So this is just a quick, off the cuff post and flash fiction, written at the last minute. I didn’t take time away from other projects to spiff it up or proof it.  But then… shouldn’t flash fiction be done in a flash?  That said, here we go. 

I used the World Dragon Oracle cards, and drew a single card.

Ladon
Dragon Lore:  Greek dragon Ladon represents the ultimate guardian of divine wisdom, higher consciousness, and the threshold of immortality.  In mythology Ladon is the Guardian of the Golden Apples in the Garden of Hesperides.  Herakles (one of the Greek heroes and son of Zeus) slays him in order to steal the apples.  Then goddess Hera places Ladon’s spirit in the sky as the constellation Draco.

Apples of Gold

An Oracle-Card Inspired Vignette

A sweet scent wafted on the early morning breeze.  As she stepped out from the backdoor, Trinity Roy lifted her head, inhaling the air.  By the time she had gotten back the night before — her first night in her new home, it was too late to explore the grounds.
“Best have a look around before it gets too hot,” she said aloud, moving past the gridwork shadows cast by the pergola.
She set off down the old path, strolling between mounds of creeping succulents with delicate yellow flowers that mostly covered their stone boundaries.  The path turned downhill and she rounded a curve beside a gardening shed.  Trinity stopped in astonishment.
“Apple trees?” she murmured at a thick tangle of trees whose aroma tickled her nose.
A wispy cloud drifted away from the low sun and its light hit directly on the apples.  Trinity’s jaw went slack.  The apples weren’t simply yellow, like the golden delicious variety.  They seemed to be made of actual gold.
The angle and brightness of the sun made it difficult to see.  In the east, things were either too bright to make out in the glare, or it rendered them too dark in the stark contrast created by the sun.  Trinity shifted her position, squinting.  Something nagged at her, something obscured by the brilliant light.
Shielding her eyes Trinity looked again.  The golden apples, reflecting the light… when she backed away a few paces, the way the light hit the apples made them blur together.  The randomly growing fruit made a pattern that looked like the outline of a golden dragon.

The end.

  Have a wonderful weekend.  Friendly comments are welcome.  Hugs!
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Oh, but wait!  Here’s the obligatory shameless self-promotion.  This is another urban fantasy in a small town — but it’s on the other side of the country.

Atonement, Tennessee

Here’s Robbie Cheadle‘s book review on Amazon.

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