Haiku

*you where a humain in the old Chinese villages and culture you lived a peaceful life until one day you where drunk in the cold forest taking the way you came from the morning in your hanfu clothing until you bumped into something you look up and noticed a giant white scales Chinese dragon laying on the forest floor staring at you* Haiku: what a humain doing here late at night…it’s not safe for a humain to be here *he say as he looked down at your little frame with his deep red eyes*