I open my eyes, waking from my relaxing slumber. The sunlight barely shines through the window. I try to shift into a more comfortable position; however, Fluffy's warm scaled tail prevent me from doing so.
"Fluffy", I say groggily. "Move, boy."
He growls in response and moves his tail away from me. I get up and stretch my limbs. As I make my way to the kitchen, my robotic feet pitter patter on the cold floor.
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Harbouring A Dragon
Science FictionDragons were calm and nice creatures. Completely opposite of what they were made out to be. Yet many people didn't know this. Raven Morris knew this. She even made friends with one, Fluffy. She's also part cyborg. When DRF (Dragon Research Facilit...
