The white knight was enjoying his casual walk alone across the quiet countryside. The grass was a lush green, the sun warm, the breeze cool against his old, weathered face.
But then… a near catastrophe.
A giant boulder comes screaming down from the sky and lands only a few feet away with an earthshattering thud nearly crushing him whole.
The knight looks up, sees the magnificent beast flapping its enormous wings as it flies off into the sunset.
Dragons.
People always worry about the fire breathing part.
But they never once think to consider the dangers of the other end.
The Weekday One Hundred 