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...
Relief washed over her like a soothing tide, and she turned to leave the banquet hall, ignoring the disapproving murmurs that followed her retreat. Her footsteps echoed through the long corridor as she made her way back to her room.
Once inside, she closed the door quietly and leaned against it, letting out a deep, shaky breath. The silence wrapped around her instantly—familiar, warm, a cocoon she didn't realize she'd been longing for. She wasn't being watched. No whispers. No pressure. Just stillness. Just space. Starfania placed a hand over her chest, rubbing gently in circles to ease the tightness there. With her other hand, she reached into her pocket. Her fingers brushed the cool, intricate surface of the sword-pen. She dragged it, marveling at the faint shimmer along its edge as it caught the moonlight spilling through the window. Pen balanced between her fingers, she drifted toward the window, gaze fixed on the fiery night sky.
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The landscape below stretched out in a dark, volcanic tone—a kingdom once lush, now bathed in embers and ash. She missed the old VulcanFire...the colors...the softness...the way the land breathed instead of burned. Only the moon remained unchanged, high above the scorched land—Atlas, watching. Her head grew light. The events of the day pressed down on her, heavy and overwhelming. Her body relaxed, leaning into the pull of sleep as her thoughts blurred, unraveling into something deep and dreamlike. Slumber took her gently at first...but soon, the world reshaped around her.
She stood on a tranquil beach. Bare feet sinking into cool sand. Waves brushing the shore in a hushed whisper. Above her—the moon, impossibly large, glowing brighter than she'd ever seen. Its light shimmered across the water like liquid silver. Starfania watched silently as the moonlight move—to dance—swirling like a living ribbon. She held her breath as the glow intensified, spiraling downward toward her like a falling star. A comet. A blessing. Be warned. Or all three. Just as the light neared her—the mysterious woman appeared again. It is the same blinding radiance. The same elegance. The same unsettling calm. She smirked. Then snapped her fingers. Everything shattered.
Color smeared into darkness, then rippled into a vast, twisting void. Her chest tightened; Starfania took a step back as her heartbeat synched with the pulse of the floating lights. Fear. Wonder. Hope. All tangled together. The woman remained still, the only stable point in this swirling chaos, her smirk deepening. Her aura glowed brighter—warm, ancient, impossibly familiar. Shadows and whispers curled around Starfania's legs like smoke, carrying fragments of memories she didn't recognize. Sounds of battles. Echoes of choices. Echoes of futures. The woman lifted her hand lazily, and with another snap—the void bloomed.
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Starfania now stood in a breathtaking meadow of wildflowers, petals glowing softly under an unseen sun. The wind carried scents of lavender and starlight. Color thrummed in the air like music. Here, everything felt vibrant. Alive. Hopeful. The woman stepped forward, her silhouette haloed in silver.
" Choose," she whispered. The words echoed across the meadow—not loud, but powerful. A command. A question. A key. Starfania felt the world respond—a ripple of light...a tremor of possibility...a reminder that the path ahead wasn't just about prophecy or danger, but about becoming.
" Choose," the woman repeated, softer this time. " Light or shadow. Fear or truth. Yourself...or the version of you others try to shape."
Starfania swallowed, her voice trembling.
" Who are you?" she asked.
The woman's smirk—just slightly. She stepped close, her presence warm and ancient.
" I," she said gently, " am the past..."
She leaned in, her voice a whisper woven with centuries of lost knowledge. " ...and the last."
Starfania's breath caught. The last...The last Dragon Savior. The one before her. Her form dissolved into silver dust as the woman turned.
" Find the dawn, Starfania," she murmured as she vanished. " Before the shadow finds you."
