Dragon - Inktober 12th

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Based on the ancient lore of Middle-earth, the mighty dragon Smaug was said to possess a treasure hoard so vast it seemed almost endless. His scales glinted like polished gold, and his fiery breath could melt steel. Yet, despite his fearsome reputation, Smaug's greatest weakness lay in his own arrogance. Now imagine a creature of similar majesty, but with an added twist - one who had been awakened from a centuries-long slumber by the sound of human voices. This beast was said to possess the same ferocity as Smaug, yet it seemed to possess a strange and unsettling allure, drawing men in with an otherworldly charm. Some say that this creature's lair lay hidden deep within a long-abandoned mine, its walls dripping with ancient secrets and forgotten treasures. Others claim that it had been awakened by the discovery of a long-lost artifact, one that held the key to unlocking the very fabric of reality itself. As the darkness gathered outside, and the winds howled like a chorus of banshees, the people of the nearby village huddled together in fear, whispering stories of the beast that lurked in the shadows. They spoke of its scales, said to be as black as coal, and its eyes, which glowed with an ethereal light. But one thing was certain - this creature was no ordinary dragon. It was a monster of legend, a being of darkness and chaos, and it would stop at nothing to claim the treasure that lay hidden deep within the mine. The villagers knew that they had to act quickly, before the beast's power grew too great to be contained. They banded together, forming a posse of brave warriors, each one determined to face their fears and defeat the creature once and for all. As they approached the mine, the air grew thick with an eerie silence, as if the very earth itself was holding its breath in anticipation of what was to come. The sound of pickaxes striking stone echoed through the tunnels, growing louder with each step. And then, without warning, the beast emerged from the shadows, its eyes blazing with a fierce inner light. The warriors froze, their hearts pounding in unison as they gazed upon the creature's face - a face that was both beautiful and terrifying, a face that seemed to hold the very essence of darkness itself. The battle that ensued was fierce and bloody, with the warriors fighting for their lives against an enemy that seemed almost invincible. But in the end, it was not the beast that proved to be the greatest challenge - it was the village's own darkest fears, which threatened to consume them all. In the aftermath of the battle, the villagers surveyed the damage, their hearts heavy with grief and loss. They knew that they had faced a monster of legend, one that would never be forgotten. And as they buried their dead, they couldn't help but wonder - what other secrets lay hidden in the depths of the mine, waiting to be uncovered?