Batonette's Dragon

Everything was black and white,

And shades of grey.

All forms faded away.

It was impossible to see.

Batonettes was lost in this striped fog.

She felt movement.

There was a Dragon!

Right upon her!

Its scales blended perfectly with the fog.

It was right upon her.

She braced herself.

Threw a punch,

Right where she felt its breath.

She felt her hand hit solid.

A loud thud came in front of her.

Her hand was throbbing.

She was sure she broke something. 

She hoped the Dragon was broken too.


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