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When the sun rises the next day, sending orange melting overtop of the peak where you’re resting, you began the search for a wizard. Leaving the egg nestled safe within these utmost slices of the mountain top, you dove downwards through the air with the rush of the biting, fall air around your snout and rippling down over the armored form of your flesh.

 

Hidden into the base of the mountain, you find a bustling town. There, you hid within an edge of the mountain with one eye peeked out from around the rough edges as clumps of men marched out from the mountain’s side, hauling wagons of stone and minerals back towards the center of town.

 

“A working town? Having a wizard? Not likely...” You shift towards the east, heading away from the quiet town in search of something more... magical. The day bleeds away from you rapidly until the sun is sinking down in the opposite perspective from where it rose that morning. Quickly, that day led into another and another and weeks had passed.

 

Each town that appeared hopeful, at the first sighting of a dragon, launched full scale attacks. Those with wizards possessed serious threats to your safety, no matter how small the town. The magic attacks that followed you, fleeing into the air left pockmarks in your thick armored skin. Days would have to be spent, curled and tucked away, to let the injuries heal before flying over the next down to repeat everything again.

 

As the egg grew, so did its weight in massive proportions. Carrying the egg from place to place became nearly impossible, exhausting to the point of taking days merely for traveling across the surface of the expansive, nordic landscape.

 

Winter began to blanket everything around. White, powdery snow spilled down from every mountain top. Your search is never-ending, constant and so are the attacks.

 

Finally, you slip up. You flee too eagerly from a town situated at the base of a mountain. A single, beggar child spotted you disappear into the cave where your egg waited, safe. He sold the secret of your safety for a night in an inn and a roll of bread. The next morning, the sun bled onto the sky as both your eyes opened to find a militia spilling from the mountain’s edge into your home. Swords glinted while the swirling build-up of magic began to spark of not one, but two wizard’s fingertips tucked back behind armored men.

 

Your tail curled around the egg, instinct driving your body to shield the young, but there’s no escape route. The first energy blast hits your throat, the second, of ice smashed into the flesh weave of a wing.

 

“Charge!” A pot-bellied man bellowed, lunging forward with a broadsword flying in front of his steps. You tensed, flicking him away with a tail so that he skittered across the cave’s floor into the men, who all swarmed around to keep him for flying from the edge.

 

“It’d be so easy to send them flying...” you realize, a tinge of fright and guilt burbling within your gut at the thought. “Why were they so stupid to climb up here?”

 

A sudden, building chanting catches your attention as you turn your gaze to see the wizards holding hands. A sparkling seductive energy built between them, rapidly sending a hum into the air.

 

“What are they doing?” you thought frantically, unsure what difference it made that two wizards were here now, cooperating.

 

“Can they do something special alone?” you think moments before your limbs start to feel heavy. You picture heavy weights tied to every joint, hauling them down to the floor of the cave. You try to rise up, finding the motion itself excessively hard. The chanting tickled your ear.

 

“The spell! They’re casting some sort of trap!”

 

“If I don’t kill these men, those wizards, they could kill me!”

 

“Should I kill these people? Burning them would be... easy enough, but I’d have to act now before this spell reaches my jaws!”

 




Written by Picklesauce69 on 19 December 2015


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