This is unfinished and barely touched, but it's the start of something so here.

Pent up fury and anger has all exploded at once. This sorry excuse of a dragon had destroyed everything he had worked for! He will not be over thrown by this nuisance of flesh.

They stood face to face, colors in contrast like the golden glow of the sun to the red blazing embers of a fire. Polar opposites.

This is the dragon that will not end his legacy! This dragon may be the seeds in the guarden, but his own legacy was an entire forest! This good for nothing excuse will not cut it down!

Taking in a final deep breath before he made his move, the red dragon lunged with all his might at the bright goldeny one.

"I'll have your head posted on my wall and your wings on display in the mess-hall!" He snarled with rage.

It's apart of something I like to call 'bored writing'. Bored writing is random stories I write when bored. So far I have 11 if them. 10 actually have been started. Once they start to get going I may post a few.

This one may be short, but it will grow. Good bye.