The dragon

The marvellous pink dragon noisily flew over the huge towers of the castle, its teeth were as sharp as blades and its wings spread like butter.

      Everyone was scared of him because he ate Saint George who was meant to kill him but he failed consequently   people live in fear.

     All the people try to come up with weapons to kill him, but they don’t work. All the villagers come together to kill him, but does it work?

     All the Antickers (from the West) shoot him, and all the Nepocs (from the North) stab him. He died and they lived safely for eternity.

by sean