Kaira gasped as she stared up at the creature. The shade of a new blade of grass, the dragon stood well over the height of the trees. Copper-colored claws curled against the rocky ground as it moved further out of the cave, its spiked tail dragging behind. Enormous green and copper wings, folded neatly at the sides, moved with every breath. Wisps of smoke curled around wide nostrils and then slowly evaporated into nothing before a ferocious-looking head. The snout was long with fanged teeth curved against thick lips. A horn in the dragon’s forehead gleamed with a copper glow as the head swung to-and-fro in agitation.

All the ancient myths and legends Kaira ever read concerning dragons swirled around inside her brain. No description did this beast justice. While she stood there, rooted in place, stari...

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