The skyship glided through the air as they sailed to the destination. Many of the crew were busy and wanted to land for a break they’d been flying for sixteen hours  but the captain knew that if they landed the dragons would soon find them  .

All of a sudden a titanic sized dragon swooped past the ship it must have had a wing span of twenty metres the captain told the gunners to open fire lightning bolts were shot from the dragons while the crew fired bullets. The engine was hit by the dragons lightning bolt the captain new they were going down.

The crew heard a scream she’s going down the crew braced themselves  and got ready for a rough landing. The driver was wrestling with the controls but he new there was no point  the ship dropped dramatically it was over . They had crash landed .

Six things in my skyship explorer’s rucksack.

A bottle of dragon repellant spray to ward off any creatures.

A magical dwarf dragon to see into the past.

A map to see into other dimensions.

A whistle made from the finest metal incase i get lost in the mysterious mountains.

Lucky beads incase something goes wrong on board.

A healing potion incase members of crue get injured .

The dragon pauses ,

still as a boulder.

It’s big blue eyes pierce ,

into deep space.

The dragons claw,

curved like crescent moon

It’s  big wing red as blood,

flap as fast as fast as  a humming birds.

You are the a gentle breeze,

Whirling between the trees,

As they carefully sway.

You are a little boat drifting into the horizon

as the sun sets on the oceans edge.

You are the space between a snarling wolf’s mouth and 

a deer’s thin furry neck.

You are the wonderful smell of freshly cut grass,

early on a Saturday morning.

You are the night sky under

the moon’s dim light waiting for the sunrise.