When the Beast Flies Home

My legs ached with exhaustion and my feet became heavier by the second. Now, as I continued walking the trees began to get farther apart and their trunks started to get thinner. The center clearing of this forest must not be far ahead. I tripped on a root and tumbled down a small hill, tearing the knee of my leggings. I got up and looked around at my new surroundings, the trees had become more lush and green, the sunlight trickled down between the leaves like beach sand through your fingers. Then, my eyes rested upon a great, green beast in the center of the clearing. Its enormous body took up almost all the space left by the missing trees. I stared at the creatures green scaled form and whispered to myself, "...A dragon..."