The turquoise dragon with its wings outstretched, hovering above the whispy clouds.

His skin, bright as a rainbow, reflecting off the icy peaks.

Enormous wings, translucent and spiny, flap quietly in the air.

A spiky tail, sharp like a jagged edge, curled around him.

Spines, like stalactites growing from the ceiling of a damp cave.

Claws, like daggers hanging from a tightrope waiting to stab some prey.

The dragon lands on the mountain tops with a thump, shaking the Earth below.