As I approached it, I took in every detail. Its chartreuse scales reflected the rays of the Heavens. Its great spikes shone in radiance and magnificence as I ventured into the orbs of crimson, aquamarine, and violet. The golden flecks glinted, bringing lutescent hues of a magnitude of wonder. The dangerous claws of this beast seemed pacified as I absorbed its appearance. Its snout puffed out plume if dreary smoke. Its tail tensed and curled up into a tight spiral with green glints. Its wingspan was tremendous in length and its charters wings caught just the right light at noon. They were hypnotizingly draconic as it gently lifted to uncurl itself. My eyes wandered back to its muzzle. Fumes of smoke floated out of reach of its pure white fangs. That's when I realized that I was doomed. Rest in peace, idiot
