The Black Dragon

This entry is part 2 of 8 in the series The Black Dragon

The Black Dragon! It’s flat body wound through the hills like a frozen river. It had two yellow stripes running down the center of it’s curving back, leading in both directions as far as the little squirrel could see. Chakik sat near it’s edge, safely hidden among the grass and stared breathlessly.

The sounds of it’s roar had disappeared and now that he saw the Black Dragon’s body, he had no idea which way to go. He waited five minutes, the Black Dragon’s head did not appear. He waited five more minutes, laying low in the grass. Nothing. He waited five more minutes. More nothing. Cautiously he sat up in the grass and waited five more minutes. Still more nothing.

“Maybe the Black Dragon isn’t that scary after all.” thought the little squirrel. “I bet I could even touch it.” He hopped closer to the edge of it’s dark body. He could see the texture of it’s skin, it was covered with strange bumpy, rock like scales. He took a slow step forward, right to the edge of it’s back. It sat unmoving as it had since he first saw it. Carefully he reached out a paw and touched the Black Dragon.

Nothing happened to the little squirrel.

The Black Dragon did not move. It’s skin was as hard as stone but warm to his touch.

Chakik’s tail puffed with pride as he thought how brave he was.

No one else in his family would dare to touch the Black Dragon, and here he was standing on it’s back! He was standing on it’s back. He now realized he had moved from the edge of the Dragon’s body right to it’s center. He had not planned on being this bold and he froze in place.

Then the Black Dragon began to roar again. Quietly at first and seemingly very far away. The little squirrel could not move. The roar slowly got louder and louder, he could hear it’s scream and rumble clearly now. And then he saw it’s head, it’s terrible, monstrous head, screaming and roaring, two bright yellow eyes shown with their own light, like the sun, it’s horrible black teeth gnashing and spinning against it’s body. He wanted to run to the left, or maybe he should go to the right? His mind and body were paralyzed by fear. The Dragon’s head was almost on top of him now, a new screaming noise came wildly from it’s teeth, it’s eyes burning right into him. Smoke was coming from the sides of it’s head as it’s teeth slide and gnashed horribly toward him.

The fear and noise was too much for Chakik, and he passed out.

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