The incalculable wealth of the room was evident from a first glace; thousands upon thousands of gold coins and gilded relics stacked and scattered in chaotic heaps.
Upon these precarious heaps, with scaled eyes closed to the stale cavern air, the dragon slept as he had for eons now.
He was alone, the last of his kin, surrounded by riches he couldn’t spend, and a life he couldn’t share; the treasure would never sate his misery.
The themes were: Misery, Sleep, Gold.
It might be a tad cliche, and might be a tad inspired by the Hobbit, but still… Dragon’s are awesome! A big thank you for Esther for running these Monday Motivations, I’ve followed them for awhile but this was only my second time taking part. My first ever go can be seen here: Creation