
John watched in fear as the dragon pounced. He struggled for words to describe it: Seven heads for supernatural strength, ten horns for human power, three and a half years for its kingdom after God and the angel banish it down to earth.
“I can make life,” the dragon swore, but prophets had seen the creatures it made before. “I can make life after death,” said the dragon, but it was only life after injury. “I can make history,” the dragon whined, but only for half of time. And it made a beast, but the beast was doomed to die.
© Sheila Deeth, May 2009


Comments: 13
Bedtime chronicles
I'd be happy to give you all the "10" in the world for this one passage only... bravo! :-)
Blessings and best wishes - S.
great metaphor..
Another fabulous installment.
Thanks for posting to my group, Anythingwriting