At first he thought it was a man standing, levitating over the water. However, he soon realised his mistake and crossed himself in fear. He thought it must be Saint George. Lean and tall, he rode upright on his horse, holding his spear with both hands, and with steady, deliberate movements, he thrust it time and again into the dragon’s body. He was certain that soon the water would turn red with the fiend’s blood.
Sophia Voikou
