She... Left destruction in her path. As if she enjoyed it. As if she enjoyed destroying people, homes, whole villages! I could see her from my place mostly under a pile of rubble. She walked slowly from the remains of the village, turned back and smiled. The light from the massive fires lit her face in an orange haze, glinting off her sharp teeth and mad eyes, rippling over her green scales and tail. Then she turned back again, still smiling and walked on. As if she had just walked quietly through a quaint little village and gone on by peacefully. I scrambled out from the rubble and looked out over what was once my village, my home. I didn't cry. I refused. I chocked them down and swallowed them, promising vengance for everyone I once knew within the wholesome town. Evereyone who was gone.