Welcome to flood the Net Day at Goldenlake (link is on my profile). Drabble written for prompt #2 Haunting
Word count: 100
Even after thousands of years the creature never got its fill of killing. It was so powerful, few mages tried to cross it. Men and women had fought the creature. Most had died.
It lurked in the depths of the ocean, waiting for a whale or a boat. Wanting, needing to destroy everything that has crossed its path.
The creature's tentacles spread over miles of ocean, waiting with the patience of a thousand decades. Up ahead is a fleet, maybe Yaman, or Kyprish, it doesn't matter. Their empires will fall long before his death.
With deadly accuracy the kraken strikes.