The Gold Bullion

Wrote this in year 7

Although the sliver of light that shone in was grey, it was a magnificent sight. Gold bullions were stacked rows upon rows gleaming in the dark. In the cavern, Aztec symbols, appearing to be a warning, were inscribed against the wall.
An opening threw wide open, allowing snow and wind to cover the ground with a thin layer of ice. An amorphous figure obscured the light from the door. It was colossal. As the light slowly dimmed, the silhouette morphed into a recognizable form…it was a polar bear.
Lumbering nearby, three explorers walked in the cavernous den, seeking protection from the bitter cold of the polar island of Ragnarok. Decoding the symbols, they concluded that the place was a divine sanctuary. They lit the area with candles, oblivious to the gold hoard and the polar bear nearby, and ate a bland survival pack in the frigid, Stygian, underground chamber. It was not an ordinary sanctuary, however, for it was a place of torture; it was a sacrificial chamber.
Every 100 years, Ragnar would return, reborn from the ice, to guard the sacred gold bullion. Ragnar would tear to pieces all who enter the holy lair. Times have changed. A new adversary marked a new era in world domination – Ingavar the dragon, born from the ashes of a volcano, was to battle Ragnar. Ingavar was to use the power, locked within the gold, for the use of Gwillana the evil sorceress.
Ragnar growled, alerting the men. Cautiously moving back against the wall, the explorers readied weapons. Suddenly, the candles blew out, extinguishing the light. The door opened, a gush of air surging in, and weak sunlight streamed into the cave. The light was partially eclipsed by the dragon Ingavar.
Ingavar streaked across the den, lunging straight towards Ragnar, and the duel began. Ragnar grabbed Ingavar’s wings and threw him towards the door. Flapping his dragon wings vigorously, Ingavar kicked against the door, toppling over boulders and blocking the only way out. The men were trapped. Only a few beams of light shone through. Ingavar threw one of the men at Ragnar which ripped the man to pieces. Disgruntled and confused, Ragnar found himself on the ground, struggling to get upright. Seeing that one of the men tried to help Ragnar, Ingavar pounced on the man and incinerated him; all that was left of him was a pile of ash! Ingavar lunged at Ragnar; caught off guard, Ragnar struggled. Ingavar started inhaling, about to incinerate the polar bear. Suddenly, the last of the men sprang towards the melee and severed the dragon’s head, killing Ingavar instantly. Blood spewed everywhere. The man saved Ragnar.
Ragnar stood up shakily, having nearly lost the battle to an ancient beast of terror. Ragnar gave one of the gold bullions to the man. The man sighed, dug his way out of the cave and lumbered away from the cave. He knelt down, placing the gold brick in front of him, and closed his eyes. A dense fog enveloped and enshrouded him; after the haze cleared, he was no longer there… Walking away, Ragnar vanished, leaving a pile of snow behind, ready for another battle a hundred years in the future.

-M(P)