The Red Dragon
It was the dawn of the Dragon’s Day. There was a rumble of distant thunder and smoke rose up and around the mountain. In the town below, a boy named Ben was looking out of his window and hoping that this year the dragon might awake.
It was the dawn of the Dragon’s Day. There was a rumble of distant thunder and smoke rose up and around the mountain. In the town below, a boy named Ben was looking out of his window and hoping that this year the dragon might awake.
Everyone in the town believed that a dragon lived high up on the mountain above them. He slept in a cave at the top of a winding path. One day, on Dragon’s Day, they believed that the dragon would awake, but nobody knew when that day would come.
Nobody knew who, or what the dragon was...
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