:Chapter Five:

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(The Dragon is Nightmare)

I closed my eyes, pinching and poking myself, hoping this was a dream. "How, how are you alive?!" I screamed in my head.

I shook my head with frustration, anger, confusion. My mind whirled and shook, so many questions spun in my head like an unstoppable tornado.

I was frozen, I didnt know what to do. I didnt know what to say, except.

"How?"

I heard the sigh of Honestheart. "The legends you hear are lies, I never casted a spell where I would die the second I killed a dragon, I never tried to kill my daughter, I never killed my husband." She replied, her voice no longer angry, but...sad...lost...distant.

"Then,what is the true story?" I asked, I was exhausted, but I wanted to know more. I was never so eager in my life before. This rushing feeling inside me, urging me to ask that question that could lead to so many answers and so many more new questions all at once.

"When I found out I had animus powers, I didn't want to die, I didnt want to turn evil. So I casted a spell where I would be locked away the second I did something so terribly horrible. So horrific.. I did one thing...one horrible thing. Then I was locked away, I am buried here, under the mountain I made. So I could hear the voices of the dragonet's that I had let come here. I heard how excited some where to see other dragons...from different islands..to see their abilities, what they had learned. I was evil, and horrible... But I was proud, happy. And good. For once." She explained, with great depression in her voice, it was so distant it was almost an echoing whisper.

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