THE DRAGON

The dragon’s ocean-like eyes stared down at me with a threatening glance.

It’s dark, rough skin was darker than midnight.

It’s powerful jaws crushed ever thing that it ate.

It’s razor-like black teeth bared as the storm raged on over the snowy mountains.

It’s blood-like tongue sat in the middle of the jaw bone.

It’s sharp midnight-blue scales lit up the sky as the furious wind blew.

It’s needle-like spine made the wind howl and whistle as, the sharp pointy spine went through the air.

For a couple seconds, all you could hear was it’s electric blue wings clashing together like symbols in a brass band.

Then, the dragon headed back down to earth and as it landed it’s claws stabbed into the top of the earth with a large scratch.