We search for weeks before we find the dragon dead in a snowy clearing. Icicles hang from its antlers, ears, and wings. Flame and death brought down by cold and old age.
“We were supposed to be heroes,” says Dade. His sword hangs by his side, its tip in the snow.#vss365
— Armond Boudreaux (@armondboudreaux) December 22, 2019