It felt like an eternity of waiting for Jawn and he could not find rest or reprieve from his discomfort or his fears as he waited there. Silence wrapped around him like a blanket and he could almost feel the pressure of it like a physical thing; even the insects and night life seemed to know a dragon was coming and had all gone silent. It could have dragged on like this for hours or it could have only been minutes, Jawn had no way to know. When finally he heard the crack of leathery wings in the sky he felt his stomach heave and knot and he swallowed the bile down his throat as terror tried to creep out.<br/><br/>Suddenly there was a sound like thunder and the entire Earth shook and Jawn knew his doom had arrived. He wanted to at least see this creature they feared. The dragon had always come in a cloak of fog and in the cover of night and he had heard many stories about how it appeared. The human lifted his head and opened his eyes, squinting to see through the fog. He could feel the presence near him and the sudden cold that had arrived with the dragon, which had risen goose-prickles upon his skin and sent him to shivering. From the darkness two slivers of light appeared and opened brightly into dragons eyes and their illumination cut through the fog. Admittedly the dragon was smaller then Jawn had thought, the villages had said 'big as a mountain!' not 'big as a house,' but the size of the beast did little to diminish his awe at the thing behind him. In the misty fog he could see little more then it's eyes as it leaned closer to him. Jawn felt he should have screamed but his voice was caught in his throat and he squeezed his eyes shut as the dragon leaned closer and waited for death -- but it did not come.<br/><br/>Jawn opened his eyes again in the surprise when the dragon spoke to him and he had no idea how to respond to the question. He could feel the rumble of the dragons voice vibrate through his body. He opened his mouth and closed it once or twice trying to find his voice again before he managed something, "what do you care?" He was so incredulous that the dragon would speak to him that he had no answer. In some ways he supposed he had been ready for this death here; as it seemed quite unavoidable, but that did not mean he wanted it.