David turned and ran as fast as his weak legs would carry him. He sprinted through tall trees, their branches looming over and hiding him from the prowling beast above. Still he ran, because the steady gusts of wind above told him the creature was still searching.
His mind distracted, David stumbled and found himself in an open meadow, with bright healthy grass, blooming flowers and-Oh no, he thought. Open.
Before he could get on his feet, the creature spotted him and landed, its huge form blocking the sun. David looked up.
The enormous beast was a strange shade of grey. At first glance this was all David could make out. But when he was able to focus more on the dragon, he saw that it didn't appear completely solid. Where scales should have been was a wispy covering, giving it the appearance of a stormcloud.
David silently wished he hadn't been separated from the group. The others had more experience; they would have known what to do.
The dragon lowered its head and examined David with one crystal grey eye. David decided it would be best to stand his ground and stared back. As he stared into the impossibly clear eye, he noticed that the iris seemed like liquid, like it was moving. It looked like rolling, dark waters caught in a globe.
Suddenly the dragon unfolded its wings and lifted its head, still staring down at David. Opening its mouth, it revealed impossibly long, razor teeth, and began to speak.
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