The Snow Winter Dragon

The ice taciturn blue dragon flies around the amusing landscape.

The winter wings soundlessly soar through the succulent sky.

The skin is like a silicified swishing swirl.

The jaw viciously breaks through the meaty food to devour its prey.

The sharp white teeth are sharper than the eagle’s beak.

The bright tongue is blood red like a cracked head with blood streaming out of a deep gash.

The Teflon scales are a hard metal pole in slimy sewers.

The bony spine is as piercing as a snapped disc in your back.

The enormous talons are a colossal, mountainous cave covering the stony scary entrance.

The strong claws are dancing around its worthless victims.