News of the witch burning soon spread across the land, carried by messenger and talebearers and taken by listeners and gossipmongers. It was heard by both man and beast. The glassmaker's name was spoken with spite.
The news of the glassmaker's death soon reached the ears of the glass wyrm. The news greatly disheartened him. His plan had gone wrong so badly so early. He had invested so much in this plan, but it all went to smoke. He thought he had perfected it! All the resources and time he took, all wasted, went up to smoke.
The wyrm sat in his cave. The hallowed cavern he resides was dim, lit only by the faint glow of quartz columns.
The cave became dimmer as the wyrm's power was leeched by the earth. The crystal columns periodically brightened and dimmed like they're breathing. The cracks in the glassen serpent showed themselves as the wyrm relaxed himself.
As the serpent tried to rest, he saw a glint of metal in the shadows. As he moved to see the shining object, he heard faint steps resounding in the cave. He came close to glint and found it to be a few shiny coins.
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From behind the glass wyrm, a man holding a hammer came, and swung it to his head. The wyrm's glass head shattered, his eyes fractured. The serpent wailed in pain. The cave shook, and the man flinched.
The wyrm winced in pain. The hammerman swung his spiked warhammer and more of the serpent smashed to bits. Shards and opalescent scales scattered all around.
The fight was fierce. The man swung his hammer and hit a large quartz column. The column cracked and soon collapsed, bringing down loose rock and dirt.
The man was jostled. The wyrm thought of taking the chance, and tackled the man with his mouth wide open. He unfortunately missed the man and crashed into a large column. The cavern was jostled rocks began to fall from the roof. As the column crackled and shattered, so did the roof. The man was put into distress, and started to run for the exit. The wyrm was also about to do so, but the column collapsed, bringing down the roof onto him. The wyrm screamed his last scream as he was buried under dirt and stone to be silenced forevermore.