So choose ye now, where hearts may lean,
‘Twixt fire’s wrath and rule unseen.
For in this tale, the world may change,
When love and flame the stars arrange.
Skylar
My chest hurts so bad, it’s hard to breathe. On top of that, I have blisters all up and down my arms from holding that silver egg when it was much too hot to carry.
But I push all that aside when I feel the little golden dragon trying to force her way to me.
‘It’s too early, Ylys,” I say, terrified this little dragon is going to hurt herself by hatching too soon.
‘A dragon knows when it’s time to hatch,’ she says.
“Does she know, or is she trying to help me?” I ask, having to take breaths after every couple of words since I can’t take a deep breath.
‘Whatever her reason, she’s coming now,’ Ylys says.
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