The Legendary Creature Project: The Wyrm

Prologue

Dreams wafted into existence like slithering snakes weaving through the grass. Images of the gryphon, Achilles, which was Yorik's first creation flew through his dreams like a slideshow. Yorik opened the cell door and saw the creature for the first time; next, they were sitting under the tree where Yorik gave the gryphon its name. Like an old VHS tape, it fast-forwarded to Achilles' first flight, it's wingspan greater than the expanse of the heavens. Then like lightning, he was at the place where it ended, where he watched as Achilles escaped, jumping into an airplane.

Yorik shot awake, beads of sweat running down his face. He looked around the room, and he was in his apartment, in bed. After a year, the events that led to him losing his first experiment was still plaguing him.

Yorik wiped his face, put on his spectacles, and looked at the clock. It was still early but he was ready to start his day. He showered and then dressed in one of his more expensive suits. As he finished putting on his accessories, his phone rang.

"Yes?" Yorik answered.

"Sir, your limo is waiting."

"I'll be right down."