my dragon
Its eyes are like a firefly that glows when dark.
Its skin is purple and smooth hidden under its black coat.
Its fangs are small but deadly sharp as daggers cutting
through anything.
Its tongue is like a piece of poison fungi dripping blood.
Its claws are sharp as blades cutting into your soul.
Its spine is curled up tight like a snake in slumber.
Written by Beatrice Rowe.
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