I stir, my thoughts waking me with avegence. I sit up with one word, " Thorin." I gaze around myself wildley, trying to figure out where I am. Everything is....big. Double the size of regular furniture, double the size of a regular house in general.
" Where am I?" I asks aloud.
" The house of Beorn, one of the last shifters on Middle Earth." a kind voice says, my eyes land on a young man, his eyes green his hair golden blonde. I study his face, he seems so familiar, but I can't put a name to his face.
" The house of Beorn?" I search my fuzzy memory, " How did I get here?" I wonder and then a sense of dread settles in my chest, " Where is the company?" I sit up from my laying position tossing the covers back. The man rushes forward.
" You must move, the wounds will open up again!" he sys gently, I growl and glare at him.
" Who are you?" I questions, suspicion coursing through me. He smiles and again Déjà vu courses through my mind.
" I didn't expect you to remember my name, allow me to introduce myself." he says and salutes me with the Dragoscales salute, three fingers drawn over the face ending at your heart, " I am Wayland Fire."' he simply says,my heart beat picks up. I study his face, confirming my sudden shock. I look up at him with a grin.
" Father?"
The End
Don't worry, there is most definitely another book, so no worries. For those of you who have headed with me and stuck through to the end of this one I thank you fully. The next book is called Dragowings and there is a lot more happening in that one. So please review and hope to hear from you all in the second one!♥
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FanfictionEmerald Fire was born thinking her parents were dead. Raised by elves, she learns of her power to Shapeshift into a dragon. Gandalf the Grey shows up unexpectedly, and invites her on a quest with thirteen dwarves and a hobbit. How could she decline...
