On the way to my next class, Rune Architecture, I saw something that made my entire train of thought derail.
No… not quite.
I squinted my eyes while slowing my pace. The creature lumbering across the courtyard was massive and scaled abomination, radiating enough presence to make the lesser devils give it a wide berth. But the longer I stared, the more I realized something was off.
After a moment, the truth clicked.
It wasn't a dragon but rather a wyrm.
According to human culture, especially Western mythology, dragons were depicted as towering winged tyrants, four-limbed aerial disasters with scales like plate armor, wings that blotted out the sun, and enough firepower to turn cities into charcoal. They were intelligent, territorial, majestic, and terrifying; creatures that brought ruin simply by waking up on the wrong side of their hoard.
Wyrms, however, were a different matter.
