Short story: Smaug, MD

I was poking through my old posts and I came across this one, from the first few days of my 2013 reboot. I was glad I came across it, because this story has been floating to mind lately. It's a great dragon story, and I was thinking about digging it up to post on Tumblr.

The post was called "Smaug, MD via Daily Science Fiction." Here it is, reproduced in its entirety:


Want a good, fast short story about dragons that doesn't involve any burning villages?  Smaug, MD by Andrew Kaye is one of the coolest short stories I've read recently, and it's up at Daily Science Fiction for free.

Doctor Longtooth tapped at the x-ray images with a single gold-sheathed talon. A troubled series of clicks rattled at the back of his throat. Smoke dribbled from the corners of his mouth. "I am sorry, Mr. Callahan," his voice rumbled. "It is at stage four. And the tissue is dying."

My father stared at the images. What should have been the black shadows of his lungs were instead a foggy white reminiscent of frosted glass. "That's it then," he said, taking my hand and squeezing. "It's over. It was a good life while it lasted."

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