The sky shone in pale blues and pinks, the tops of trees just beginning to glow with the rising sun. On his way to the city, a man came upon a peculiar sight.
A riderless horse stood near a heap.
Curiousity peaked, he dismounted, going in for a closer look. As he neared,the horse' he noticed the tip of a sword protruding from the back of a strange creature. Rot and decay hit him hard when he was mere feet from it. His insides summersaulted, sending their contents up. Heaving until there was nothing left, he stood, wiping his mouth with his sleeve. He wanted nothing more than to leave, but something was keeping him there.
A vaguely feline head lay next to huge crumpled wings on the grass.
Thin limbs, each tipped by thick talons splayed out a coiled mess of a body. The entire animal was blueish-grey and hairless, a faint scale pattern running the length of it.
“Well here it goes. A strong push rolled the beast over. By the Gods!
A man lay motionless,