The vicious dragon growled as Salon, Prince of the Galtin
Ranges, approached the cave. He was a brave prince. Fearless. Won man battles.
But every day Salon would return to the kingdom without any dragon blood on his
hands. Roomers from the town spread about why Salon had not tamed the dragon
already. They whispered that perhaps he was too scared. Instead, the dragon
just made very good company for watching movies.
No comments:
Post a Comment