Stomping out his cave he wildly flapped his scaly wings and flew down to town. Swooping down, he landed near the gleaming knight’s castle. With a ball of boiling fire the fierce Dragon roared at the stranger, creeping around the corner the Dragons fire ball hit the ancient man.
Suddenly, the knight came sprinting out of his slumped castle and saw his father lying on the ground, a tear dripped down his face.
Then when he turned the dragon was gone and was never to be seen again.
Emma I love your opening sentence, it has great imagery.
ReplyDeleteAlso, you've just proved that a story doesn't have to have a happy ending to be an amazing story!
Well Done :-)
Mrs Smith
I counted 106 words and I agree with Mrs.Smith AKA Fallen Angel
ReplyDeleteby the way this it Haiden Norman
Delete100. Haiden counting the dragon slowly woke up and... Don't think it's good enough to win. Sorry
ReplyDeletei like it emma its very good
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