There once was a dragon.

He breathed fire.

He was bright pink with golden stripes.

But he wasn’t a mean dragon.

He was a nice dragon who flew around and gave people cotton candy.

There once was a dragon.

He breathed fire.

He was green with rough scales.

But he wasn’t a mean dragon.

He was a shy dragon who stayed away from people who were scared of him.

There once was a dragon.

He breathed fire.

He was emerald green with coarse scales.

But he wasn’t a mean dragon.

He was a misunderstood dragon who hurt people because they hurt him.

There was never a dragon.

Dragons don’t exist.