At that moment, the images in the giant sphere seemed to freeze in place as all motion suddenly ceased. The charging dragon stood transfixed with a plume of flame suspended in front of his nostrils. The knight hung motionless in mid-stride, both feet off the ground, sword raised but unmoving. Time stood still. The crowd waited in breathless anticipation.
Author: Ed Dunlop
![Fiction: The red dragon (El dragón rojo) [EN/ES]](/assets/noimage.svg)