The Dragon's flower garden

Burning

- FLASHBACK-

My mother is really gone.

How would she even be a witch, it doesn't make any sense. She could never harm anyone or anything, she cared for everyone in this village. But yet when the church came and raided everyone's home they thought my mother was a witch. They kept me saying things like, ' she is still young, we can save her'. 

The hour before they burned my mother I had a chance to talk to her, she looked like she had been beaten senseless. Her once long beautiful golden hair was stained with her own blood, she had a black eye and her other eye was covered with blood. Her once shining violet eyes were pale and in pain, it hurt so much to see her like that. She told me if I valued my own life that I would run away while they burned her alive, to run to the forest in front of the ' death mountain' as everyone in the village calls it, and stay there and hide but also find a way to survive.

So I did.

-  PRESENT  -

It has been four hours since the large fire in the middle of the village burned out, I can faintly see it from here. All I heard the entire time was screams, and the loud crackling of the fire but now it is just smoke rising into the air. 

Even though I am far away from the village it still burns my eyes, my mother's body is now ash floating in the air. My mother, is dead even though she did nothing wrong. Was it because she didn't own a bible? I don't know anymore.

This tree is hurting my back as I lay against it, I can feel the bark rubbing against my back as though it is trying to claw out my flesh. I feel so numb, cold. Even though it is the middle of the summer this large forest is so cold to my pale skin, my long golden curls are the only thing keeping me warm. My clothes are light because I didn't have time to bring a lot with me when I ran away from the village.

I am very close to the mountain, I shouldn't get closer. I have heard the stories that everyone's grandparents have passed down to them, about the beast living inside the mountain. 

It's said that a boy around my age was banished from the village, so to be able to get back in he decided to kill the beast that is said to live in the mountain. He climbed all the way to the top to be met with the said beast, that night the village heard a roar so loud that their houses fell to the ground, the glass shattered, their livestock ran away into the night and the young babes still at their mother's breast cried for weeks. The boy came back but without his eyes, he screamed that he saw the beast. 

Because he saw the beast, and heard its roar, he clawed out his own eyes in fear.

" Where is the witch's daughter!?" I hear a man shout. ' Oh god, they're looking for me' I think to myself, I grab my small bag that had some food and my mother's wedding ring in it. I ran closer to the mountain until I was met with a cave, ' Do I go in or die?' I question myself. I don't have enough time to make a move as i hear another voice from behind me yell " THERE SHE IS, GET HER!" a group of men with small knifes and torches run to me, ready to kill me. 

I close my eyes awaiting my freezing death until I feel something warm on my right side, I place my hand on it. It feels like scales? Before I can open my eyes a loud roar shakes the mountain and the forest, and that roar was right coming from something right next to me. The men scream in pain. 

Slowly I open my eyes and look at them, they're on fire. 

I feel as though I am frozen in place, I can't move or close my eyes. Something makes me move though, it's a head. 

A large dragon head.