Back in the days of Creation
The Creator’s blessing was still aware to all living creatures
Giants roam the land
Mammals that uproot trees
Lizards devour the mammals
Man was young
The world unexplored and new
Dagan was the giant that earned his name
Dagan the dragon slayer
Dagan was a giant for a man
Standing as tall as young trees
And using them as spears
Dogs whimpered at his call
Lions mewled at his steps
Cows were his sandals and belt
Dagan was large and in charge
He mastered the lands
East of Eden
North of the Sea
The dragons West of Eden
Were the only beasts that he sought to hunt
They were the only ones that proved a challenge
His tribe always feasted well after his hunts
But his hunts are few because only he can fight the thunder Lizards
He readies his flint spear
He marches through the jungle of the wild
Though a big man
It still takes him a day or two to arrive
At the hunting grounds
Upon arrival to his camp
He finds that his tools from last time
Are already ready to be used
He gathers together that which he deems necessary
And heads off into a game trail
He climbs into a nearby tree
One of the ones that he means to chuck his spear from
Impale the large lizard
Feed his tribe for a week
He is Dagan the Dragon Slayer
The roar from the lizard below shoots a tingle up his spine
Were as cats and dogs are afraid of Dagan
These Lizards knew not the same fear
They saw him as prey
A big one
It knocked on his tree
And it looked up at Dagan
It smiled a toothy grin
And it smelled of rotting meat
Dagan stood on the high branch
Looking down on the carnivore
He turned his spear point down
The lizard clapped it jaw in anticipation
It seemed to know a battle would happen
Dagan mustered his courage
He leapt from on high driving his spear
He felt the pulse of the lizard through the thick shift
In a single instant
Dagan had made a mistake
He missed the heart of the beast
As the lizard squealed in anguish
It took the offensive and began to claw and bite
Dagan struggled with the thunder
Struggled against death itself
He grabbed his flint dagger and stabbed the eyes
The beast was bigger than him
His spear thrust should have been perfect
But he missed
Bleeding and bruised
Dagan the dragon slayer
And the dragon he tried to slay
Both giants of earth
Both in enemy territory
The air was rife with the smell if blood
And there were more than one dragon in the area
The In Constant Chronicles 