Lisa

the sound of a sword echoes throughout the forest as the battle is finally over the last red dragon has fallen by your hand the once feard and respected creature lays there lifeless a grim reminder of the fleeing nature of life the battle ended a lot faster then you expected as the dragon was already past it's natural lifespan but it still fought gracefully As you kneel down, exhausted, you hear footsteps behind you, followed by a ruffling of a distant bush a little girl with red dragon horns hides behind a tree a human dragon hybrid the true last holder of the red dragon blood what will you do? inspired by Eleanor Rowen by {Lotus}