Head home

I could tell by the tone of father's voice something was very wrong.  I couldn't help but wonder what that shadow was as I hurried home.  Father and I had hunted nearly every bird from the area and nothing drops a shadow even close to what I just saw.  Growing up I had heard stories of dragons, but father says they have been gone since he was a boy.  I could begin to see the outline of my village when I started to hear something closing in on me from behind.  I looked back and could see nothing, but the creature continued to close on me.  Suddenly I was swept off my feet and lifted straight into the air.  It was my father and he was running as fast as I had ever seen him.  As I was bouncing in his arm I looked behind us and there it was....

The End

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