Tonight I battled a dragon...and won.
Okay...at least I wasn't defeated. And in this case, I call that a victory.
Prior to the battle, my nerves jangled, and my heart beat noisily in my chest. My breathing quickened, and my body readied itself for battle. But then I realized that this dragon would not be defeated by might. Instead, it needed to be approached with stealth and composure. And so it was that I lowered my voice and stilled my body. I gathered my troops around me and we quietly tiptoed past the beast, as it happily munched its dinner--oblivious to our travels.
Now I sit, victorious. The danger has passed (at least for the moment), and I relish in my success.