Do you believe in fate? Or is life just a series of coincidences, and then you die?
Every living soul possesses magic all you need is to believe

Nightmare

The noise was deafening. Bloodcurdling screeches ripped through the darkness. Sam crouched low, too frightened to move. A damp decaying smell from the rotten ditch she was crouching in filled her nostrils. The freezing rain sliced down, making her teeth chatter as the vicious wind whipped her wet hair across her face. She was unable to focus on anything; it felt like the dark night was pressing against her eyes. She tried to work out where on earth she was, but her mind was frozen with fear.
Suddenly, the sky lit up. Flames shot overhead, scorching the air. Sam instinctively ducked down even lower, gazing upward, petrified. In that brief moment, as the flames illuminated the sky, the image they revealed made her heart shudder and she felt her blood turn to ice. 
A short distance from the ditch was a tall tower, a medieval folly-type structure, but that wasn’t what had grabbed her attention. Clinging to the battlements with its head snaking downwards on a long serpent-like neck was a large, fierce-looking creature. The rain glistened on its scaly body and its fiery-red eyes, full of menace, were glaring down in her direction. It screamed again, an unearthly screech that raised all the hairs on the back of Sam’s neck. Every sense she had was telling her to run, get up and run fast, but her legs were frozen and wouldn’t respond. Gasping, she made an effort to try to clear her head and work out exactly what was happening.
Then nothing; the creature’s screaming stopped. The eerie silence was almost as painful as the screeching. It was then that Sam distinctly heard a sound from beside her in the ditch. The sound of someone exhaling loudly. Realising she wasn’t alone, she broke out in a cold sweat. A shiver ran up her spine and goose bumps rose on her skin. She was trapped, her legs too numb to move, but even if she could jump up and run the creature would be on her before she could take a step. She caught her breath and her heart started to race as she looked up into a pair of silvery eyes, burning in the darkness. A strangled sob escaped as more flames shot across the sky above her head, lighting up the owner of the eyes. He was staring intently at Sam, waiting; the man with scruffy black hair and horns protruding around three inches from the top of his head, the one who had been haunting her recent nightmares. The flames went out before Sam could get a good look and they were plunged back into darkness.
“Hello.” There was a flash of white teeth as he smiled at her. “I am sorry, I did not mean to scare you.”
Sam thought scare was a bit of an understatement; terrified was a better description of how she felt.
“What … what…?” she gasped, trying to speak but failing.
“I do not know what has got into him lately; he is not normally like this.”
Sam just gaped some more; none of this was making any sense to her at all.
There was another ear-splitting screech from the top of the tower, so loud that it vibrated through the ground. Sam glanced up and then it all happened at once. The creature’s fiery eyes were shining through the darkness directly at her. A fireball shot from its snout straight at where they were crouching. In the split second that the flames flew towards her, Sam felt strong arms grab her from the side and then the flames hit…