Dreams of Dragons

I opened my eyes. My vision was filled up with a Dragon the size of a football stadium, lying down. As if it noticed my presence, the Dragon lifted its head and stared at me with piercing eyes.

I felt powerless before it…

The Dragon had red scales all over its body, and on top of its head were two long horns. Its long whiskers and hair made it seem like a sage that had obtained large amounts of wisdom. Above all, its golden eyes looked like they could see through one's soul. I couldn't help but tremble as I sat in this realm of darkness.

"Are you the invader of this realm?" The Dragon spoke with authority.

"I didn't come here of my own choice," I answered once I got my bearings.

The Dragon shook its head before speaking again. This time, images flooded my mind of this world and its history.

"Not here, but the world we reside in. You are not from it, correct?"