Standing on the catwalk, Tosh dipped her brush in red paint and swept it across the bare wall. She tuned out the quiet sounds of the Hub in night mode, her entire concentration focussed on the image slowly taking shape before her. It was as though it already existed beneath the concrete’s surface; she was merely making it visible.
Dragons appeared in both Welsh and Japanese mythology, symbols of strength and power, yet elusive and mysterious. It seemed an appropriate emblem for Torchwood, an organisation as legendary and secretive as the winged creature. Perhaps it would bring them good fortune.