Step into a mesmerizing world where dragons soar high into the vast skies and legends become reality. " Dragon Savior: A New Beginning " is a captivating fantasy novel that follows the adventure of Starfania, a young girl destined to find her true p...
Though Starfania wanted to protest—to beg him to reconsider, to tell him she wasn't a child anymore—she already knew the truth. Cesar would not listen. Not tonight. Perhaps not ever. So instead, she forced a small, steady smile. Her father returned it only faintly before turning away, his cloaks sweeping behind him like a flame caught in a breeze. The weight of his duty pulled him back into the world of rulers, soldiers, and strategies—leaving her standing alone at the top of the tower, the night wind brushing against her face.She watched the volcano far below cast its molten glow across the kingdom—VulcanFire's everlasting heartbeat.
The ember-red light pulsed like a warning, like a promise, like a reminder of the power she was expected to command one day. When she finally returned to her chambers, she moved on instinct alone. She sat by the wide arched window, drawing her knees up slightly as the moonlight poured across the floor in a shimmering silver path. The night outside was calm, but her thoughts churned like storm-tossed waves. With a slow exhale, she reached into her pocket and pulled out the pen-sword. A flick. A click. Her eyes reflected the blade's eerie glow as it unfolded.
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And there, etched along the length of the metal, a new line of text shimmered into view: " At the peak of light, the creature below trembles in anticipation of power yet unleashed."
She whispered the words to herself, the riddle heavy on her tongue. What light? Why did something tremble beneath it? What power was sleeping—waiting? And who was to wield it? She stared out the window, and for a moment, the moon seemed almost brighter—fuller—its glow stretching across the land. The shadows on the mountain's slopes shifted, and far below, something small moved away from the light as though shrinking from its touch.
Reverence...or fear? Starfania pressed a hand to the cool glass. That night, beneath the moon, she made herself a vow—quiet, fierce, unbreakable. No matter what comes, I will protect them. I will be their light. Her thoughts refused to settle. They circled and collided, forming questions that only bred more questions. She examined the riddle over and over, hoping the words would shift into something understandable. Sometimes she felt a spark—an almost-solution—before it slipped away like sand between her fingers. She began scribbling ideas, symbols, speculations on scraps of parchment. Soon, her desk was littered with half-finished thoughts: Moonlight= catalyst?
The quiet of her room made it easier to think—and harder to escape herself. When sleep finally tugged at her, the riddle followed her into her dreams. Shifting silhouettes of strangers she had never met—yet somehow recognized—A woman's voice lingering like smoke—A flash of blue dragon eyes—A falling star turning to flame—A vial of swirling black—She reached for answer in her sleep, but they scattered like ash whenever she got close. And with dawn came only the same truth: She was still alone with her questions. Still grasping through fog. Still searching for something she did not yet understand. Days slipped by. Weeks blurred. The riddle remained stubborn and silent. But slowly—quietly—Starfania realized something: Maybe the answer wasn't meant to be found here, in her room. Maybe she had to go to it. Maybe the journey mattered more than the solution. So she drew in a deep breath, letting it fill the hollow of her chest, and whispered to the empty chamber: " I'm ready. Wherever this leads...I'm ready."
