The Dragon

The dragon soared, awaiting his hungry prey.

The dragon’s talons clench through the ground like a dagger snatching the floor.

The honed bristles of the dragon’s skin poke out like razor-sharp knives.

Its tongue is as dry as the hazy sand in the desert.

The eerie eyes of the dragon gazed in the inky night sky.

The destructive dragon grits his teeth, breathing a flicker of fire.