Skipper

Some dragons are not born in the wild.

Some do not hide in ruin or rise from storm.


Some are made.

Skipper is not a creature of erosion or decay.

It is a creature of design. Of placement. Of pride.

Drawn from the gilded winged figure above Norwich’s Royal Arcade, the Skipper Snap stands not in silence, but in confidence. It does not wait in the shadows. It watches from the heart of the city. A sentinel overlooked. An ornament with eyes.

The Sentinel of Ornament

There are no ruins beneath its feet. No moss upon its back.

This dragon is clean-lined and deliberate, a fragment of a skyline made strange.

Some say dragons hide.

But not all need to.

Some were always meant to be seen.

Always meant to remain.

Skipper is a love letter.

A thank you in stone.

A creature built to last.