Out of nowhere on the edge of town, a dragon flew over head. I wasn’t shocked, I heard dragons were returning. Especially because I encountered a dragon at Helgen when I was going to be executed. I was ready for him, I shot fireballs and lightning at him. He used dragon tongue to shout something like ‘Yol… Toor Shul’.
I was almost burnt by it but a guard tackled me, saving me. And after that a squad of guards came running at the beast, 4 men with bows, one with a steel greatsword, 1 with an iron sword and steel shield, and the one that tackled me unsheathed a nordic greatsword. I was impressed with the way they charged at the beast without fear, so I joined in the fight casting fire balls, and lightning balls.
The dragon fell easily. I stood near him slicing his stomach open with my dagger. I found gold, a steel sword which I took, and a helmet clearly of a fallen soldier.
Out of nowhere, the dragon shined brightly and a sort of light beam circled me and the dragon lost its skin and turned to bones. I turned around and the guards were staring at me with shocked looks.
A writer is never bored...because they always have their imagination! Great start to a story. Keep sharing it!
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