The Dragon

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His back slammed against the rock he had been flung towards. He felt a tremble run through his spine. Blood began to seep through his clothing. He lied there. Waiting for death to come.

It never did.

The dragon snorted, releasing a few sparks into the air. The dragon checked if the stupid boy who had attempted to rob her of her not yet hatched egg was alive. She saw his chest expanding and deflating whilst he inhaled and exhaled. She was tired, too tired to want to fight this child any longer. She glared at him for a few moments more, hoping to scare him further to keep him away. She turned and began walking away, when she heard rustling. She turned swiftly, 

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