John's feet felt glued to the ground in shock. It approached John. John managed to stutter out "St- stay back.."
The dragon stopped, for a moment. It looked at John oddly, tilting its head. "Please!" John called. Straightening head, it stretched out it's wings, took off and grabbed you with it's talons. It flew up, and you struggled to get out of its grasp. You stop. It's no use, it's so... massive, strong. Relaxing, you look around you. Above you, there was, of course, the dragon, and a blue sky. Below you, there was a forest that stretched for miles. It was actually pretty. The flying dragon clutched you, and the flap flap of it's wings made you tired. Struggling to stay awake, you open and close your eyes. The urge to sleep wins, and you doze off. When you wake up, you're
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