Before the Mouth of the Dragon

I stand before the mouth of the dragon, unsure if I should enter. Its a little daunting. I'm not entirely sure what lies ahead. I'm not entirely sure if I will be swallowed whole. I'm not entirely sure if I will be set aflame.
But I've come all this way. I want to go in. And I see others entering, safe and smiling, no harm caused. I watch them go in, munching on a sandwich as spicy as dragon flames, and build my courage. I can do this. The dragon waves, beckoning me, and I enter in. I have this.