The Curiously Stunted, Incomprehensibly Disjointed, Perfectly Inadequate Adventures of Nicholas Cornelius Holloway – Episode 7

It perched atop the hill outside of town. A perfect field of tall, golden grass swayed beneath it.

It shifted. Glossy scales scraped like metal sheets. Sun glinted off sharp ridges. Steam curled from charred nostrils. Slowly, with its gaze fixed on Liam, it raised one massive talon.

Liam swallowed.

“Hello,” it said. And waved.