The chasing
I sensed his meaning so I turn around to get away. I started to run
but I could hear him quicky approaching behind me. Suddenly, I trip
and collapse onto the swampy ground. My nose is engulfed with a
rancid smell of raw sewage. I feel his stale breath on the back of my
neck as I attempt to regain my balance. I get on my feet which
angered the dragon. Starting to run the thick brush scratches against
the worn complextion of my face.
