The knight had been told that dragons slept lightly. This one had not moved for three days, though rain gathered in the hollows of its scales and a wren built half a nest between its horns. Each morning, the knight checked the same map by the same ruined wall. On the fourth day, the dragon opened one eye.
“You are lost,” it said.
The knight folded the map. “I was waiting for you to wake.”
The dragon considered this, then shifted its wing. Beneath it lay the road.
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