The Dragon Hunter

I lie in wait Bow in hand To kill the terror That stalks the land The armored monster The giant beast That shatters stalls And scatters peace A fog surrounds me Cold as death But is it fog... Or the dragon's breath?

Seen

The fog was thick. Even thicker than the darkness of the starless night. No one would see him. The wind whispered in the bare branches above him as he left the cold shadow of the trees and crept toward the window. The frost on the glass reflected the bright gleam in his eyes as he …