C58

Corinna

When I reopen my eyes, my breath catches in my throat as I take in the sight in front of me. Where Atticus once stood is now a 50 foot tall, amber dragon with piercing red slitted eyes, golden scales all along its back and down the outside of its tail.

The dragon's charcoal black talons scrap at the ground, as a deep deafening roar erupts from it, echoing through the woods