The dragon flies above her head. It's beautiful. The wings are twelve feet across, blue like the sky. Its scales are purple, glimmering, and shining as it swims in the clouds. Its horns twist and curl like an un-Earthly crown. Its tail flicks like a fly and sways like a tree branch. She knows the power it holds in its throat. Power to kill. Power to destroy. Power to burn.
Beautiful.
She sits in a tree, holding in her breath. She thinks of the people crouching beside her. Of her family. Her teacher. Her training. She sighs.
Time to kill.
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Word Count: ONE HUNDRED.
As you can see, I love dragons. Except, her village doesn't...
So, a 'Drabble' is a hundred-word story. So I decided to write a Drabble!
Also, 100 is a lot fewer words than I thought XD.
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