No More Birds

 

Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there was a mighty dragon named Drakon. He was a massive creature with shimmering green scales, razor-sharp claws, and fiery breath that could melt even the strongest steel. Drakon lived in a cave high up in the mountains, where he slept for most of the day, only waking up at night to hunt for food.

One day, Drakon woke up feeling unusually hungry. He had not eaten in days, and his stomach rumbled with hunger. So, he flew out of his cave and into the world, in search of food. As he flew over fields and forests, he spotted a farm with a large flock of chickens.

Without a second thought, Drakon swooped down and snatched a chicken from the farm. He devoured it in one gulp and found it to be the most delicious thing he had ever tasted. The taste of fresh chicken awakened a hunger in Drakon that he had never felt before. So, he went back to the farm and ate all the chickens there.

Feeling satisfied, Drakon took off again, flying across the world in search of more chickens to eat. He descended upon villages and towns, consuming every chicken he could find. Soon, news of the hungry dragon that ate all the chickens in the world spread far and wide.

People were scared and outraged, as they depended on chickens for their livelihood. They tried to protect their chickens by building high walls and setting traps, but Drakon was too powerful. He destroyed everything that came in his way, and continued to eat every chicken he could find.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months, and soon, there were no more chickens left in the world. Drakon had eaten them all. But as the days went by, Drakon started to feel sick. His stomach hurt, and he could barely move. He realized that he had consumed too much chicken and that it was making him sick.

Drakon regretted his actions, as he had caused so much destruction and harm. He flew back to his cave, where he rested and slept for days. When he finally woke up, he had recovered and decided to make amends for his actions.

Drakon flew back to the farms and villages he had destroyed, but there was nothing left. The land was barren and silent, with no animals or people to be seen. The people had left in search of new lands where they could rebuild their homes and start anew.

Drakon realized that he had made a grave mistake. He had not only destroyed the livelihoods of the people but also wiped out an entire species. The chickens were gone forever, and it was all his fault. Drakon felt a deep sense of sadness and despair. He had caused so much pain and suffering that he could never make amends for it.

And so, Drakon flew back to his cave, where he spent the rest of his days in solitude, haunted by the memories of the chickens he had devoured and the destruction he had caused. He never ventured out of his cave again, and the world forgot about him, as it moved on and tried to rebuild from the devastation he had caused.