Rock Dragons.(Short Story)

At looked to be an impossible climb. But the plumping teenager seemed anxious to prove to her guests that their journey had been justified. The elderly couple stared up at the towering weathered granite, a huge monolith that lay across the desert country like a recumbent lion. Except that it was more the brown of a cougar than any lion out of Africa. The shape as they'd seen it, for mile after mile coming across the flat mulga scrublands, certainly could be taken for a gigantic sleeping feline. It prompted Mrs Griffiths to recall a night in the south-west forest country when she had seen a panther-like animal amble across the road in front of their headlights. Though her ...