The dragon sculpture, made of lightweight fibreglass but with an antique bronze patina, perched on its pedestal, its flaming red eyes blazing with unearthly intensity. With wings outstretched, it depicts poised alertness, eager to respond to its master's order. Though its substance belies its weight, its presence oozes force and majesty, demonstrating the craftsmanship of its makers. Frozen in expectation, it waits for instruction; it forms a quiet witness to the link between creator and creation. Its gaze burns with the need for flight, for adventure beyond the every day, waiting for the right moment to expand its wings and soar.
