Dragon
He was beautiful.
Celestine stood there, watching, and could barely remember to breathe.
His ruby red scales glinted in the sun as he flew, his wide wings almost blocking out the sun that made him glitter. He turned towards them, and those shadows loomed over them. They straightened up as he drew closer and closer to the cliff.
And then-
He landed.
Dust rose up and, despite themself, they coughed. When they were done, they looked up, right into a pair of beautiful eyes.
Eyes that glinted like embers stared at them.
The dragon was here to claim his princess.












