Kethin's legs squeezed against the dragon's scales as they rose into the winter night. His furs warmed him, but his eyes were freezing behind the goggles. The mountain cave fell away behind the dragon's wings. The cold moonlight shone on fleeing clouds and glittering snow below.Kethin spotted the town lights below. He leaned forward, and the dragon dove for the city. At the last moment, he drove in his spurs and pulled up. Dragonfire lashed out, and they rose high over the street, wet with newly melted snow.
"One of these days," Kethin thought, "I'll get an interesting job."
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