As you walk through the bustling aisles of your local supermarket, nestled in the heart of your town centre, you notice an enormous figure hunched over the meat section.

It's a dragon—a crimson-scaled giant with a long, sinuous neck and gleaming golden and black eyes

He seems completely at ease among the freezer displays, holding up a shrink-wrapped roast in one claw as if appraising it for quality.

Just as you’re beginning to doubt your senses, he catches your gaze, lifting one scaly brow.

"A human with the audacity to gawk,"

He rumbles, his voice carrying a distinct edge.

"Do they not teach you the finer points of discretion?"