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The Saviour

Pitch-black, the sound of chaos entered his home. He noticed the howling blizzard outside, heard their pleas, and wondered, should I help? He peered anxiously out the window, it was dark and cold, when usually it was warm and bright. He lay down to rest but slept uneasily. He awoke; his village had been destroyed, food stolen, souls filled with sadness. The culprit continued, face full of menace, not caring about the mess she left behind. He was their only hope; he could stop this. He prepared to swoop, his fire breath filling the air, as only dragons know how.

by Dylan Morris (11)
Deighton Primary School, Tredegar


Competition - Once Upon A Time

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