Today feels like a good day to slay some dragons.
Perhaps you’re familiar with the legend of St. George and the dragon, a tale stretching back to the 4th century AD, one roughly summarized in this snippet from Wikipedia that reads with the exact same cadence as my 4-yo telling me about a dream she had last night:
The tradition tells that a fierce dragon was causing panic at the city of Silene, Libya, at the time George arrived there. In order to prevent the dragon from devastating people from the city, they gave two sheep each day to the dragon, but when the sheep were not enough they were forced to sacrifice humans instead of the two sheep. The human to be sacrificed was elected by the city's own people and one time the king's daughter was chosen to be sacrificed but no one was willing to take her place. George saved the girl by slaying the dragon with a lance. The king was so grateful that he offered him treasures as a reward for saving his daughter's life, but George refused it and i…