human
Man:  Night fell swiftly around them while the man commanded the dragon to change its size. The pair boarded the dragon’s back and soared into the air. Down below, the lights of the city after dark were a sea of glittering gems.
gpt
Woman:  The woman smiled at the twinkling ocean, the flickers of human life.
human
Man:  The man wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Then this entirely uncommon pair vanished into the night on a dragon’s back. The story of the king and the fifth witch faded into the annals of history as an ancient fairy tale. Eventually, no one remained who could recall their names. All the stories in the world gave rise to others, stacked in libraries to be read over and over. But they would never be overwritten again. So it went, a fragment of an unnamed memory.