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『 prompt eleven: dragon 』
"Envision a dragon. Do you battle him? Or is the dragon friendly? Use descriptive language."
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The dragon was strong. It snarled at me, showings it's big teeth. It's black scales almost seemed to signify death. It's green eyes glared at me with anger.
I held up my sword, ready to protect those I loved for and cared for the most. While I was scared, I had to stay calm in order to fight this beast.
The dragon circled around me a number of time, it's footsteps stomping heavily on the ground. Eventually, it stopped, letting out a loud roar in my face.
We battled a long battle, but alas, the dragon was much too strong for me, my body went limp.
I had lost. I should have expected as much.