It was past midnight.
A bolt of lightning struck.
The lonesome dragon flashed its fangs.
Thunder clapped.
The dragon howled at the beasts that lurked in his cave.
The clouds burst.
The dragon spat fireballs at the shadowy beasts.
The mist cleared.
The dragon soared into the gloomy sky.
Gary Karibyan 
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