And Eme was right. That afternoon Towser was bitten in the garden by a dragon about the size of a rabbit, which he had tried to chase, and the next morning all the papers were full of the wonderful Winged lizards that were appearing all over the country. The papers would not call them dragons, because of course, no one
belleves in dragons nowadays-and at any rate the papers were not going to be so silly as to believe in fairy stories. At first there were only a few, but in a week or
two the country was simply running alive with dragons of all sizes, and in the air you could sometimes see them as thick as a swarm of bees.
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Dragons were all over the country
Dragons were burning people.
The dragons were the same size.
People did not believe in dragons.