The First Dragonslayer

The knight shuffled forward a few paces, teetering in his clanking armor before falling to a knee. His vision was blurry, and he couldn’t make sense of the broken images coming through the slits in his visor. Reaching up, he pulled the whole helmet from his head and threw it aside. His dark eyes gazed up in rapture at the brilliant sky: white, white with an intensity he couldn’t fathom, breaking apart in dazzling rainbows that seemed more of a vision than reality. The whole heavens had been set on fire and burned with a radiance not found on earth.