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I say the name.

"Ouroboros."

That's when it comes down from the sky. The huge dragon is a titan. It's a mountain. It's fearsome in its form and when it descends there are those in the crowd that have completely gone into hiding. It rages even in it's landing. Not anywhere near as elegant as the dragon from the representatives of the Dragonov Empire. This dragon was wild and unkempt. Strange and dangerous.

"It's OK," the stranger tells me, "Go ahead, touch me. I want you to."

I am the only one who can hear the voice. I am the only one who can see the man. But just when I look at the man, he gets up. He walks forward and he walks right up to the dragon that has landed in the middle of the city. Then he disappears! He disappears as though entering inside of the dragon and becoming one with the dragon.

The Black Dread and the stranger were one in the same!

"This is really happening..." I hear Castor say from the tavern.

He isn't the only one. Castor and Tuti are both looking at me as though they don't even recognize who I am. Maybe it's because at this moment all eyes in the city are on me and my interaction with this dragon. My legs feel weak but I manage to stand. The creature in front of me is so terrifying. Just approaching it I can feel the heat coming off of it. It seems to be permeating from its pores. I shouldn't be surprised. This creature was capable of shooting fire. Of course, it would be hot. Of course, this would be happening.

I am only as tall as a portion of it's lower leg. As I approach I expect the worse. I expect to be burned alive or even worse eaten whole. That is the normal reaction to a dragon. What I don't expect is what happens. The dragon leans forward, nodding down its long reptilian neck and letting me touch its large supple scales that are just as hard as a rock. I rub my hands on the scales and this creature that was large and devastating seems to almost purr in my hands.

It becomes docile.

Even more domestic than a house dog. This was a different sort of reaction. Not the interaction between master and pet but when it turns and looks at me with those glowing grey eyes I can tell that this dragon is looking at me more like...well, like a lover.

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"Let me get you something to drink. I always knew you were special," Castor states.

The tavern has been shut down by Castor. No one is allowed in save Castor and the Dragonriders. Maxim walks over to me offering me his cloak. He literally throws it over me. It's good because regardless of how hot the dragon was when I got close, I was still shivering. Regardless of how calm and collected it was with me, I was still afraid.

"Get away from us," Mistress Raisa threatens him with glaive in hand.

I'm kind of glad she says it but not because I felt like I was too good to really enjoy the tables turning and Castor kissing my ass, but it was because right outside there was a fucking dragon just in the middle of the city waiting for me like I was some long lost lover.

"Can you all see dragon souls as well?" I ask.

It's Maxim who nods, "That's how it works. Only you can see the soul of your dragon. The soul comes and goes freely on the physical plane. The dragon soul is as real as you or I to it's mate."

"Is he here with you now? The black dread?" Paramour Pike asks.

I don't think he is talking about the huge dragon outside. He's talking about the Dragon's soul. I look around the room and see the shadow in the corner of the room appear. Calmly I see him walk out. He's still as sexy as ever but now I'm paying more attention to what he's wearing. These robes that he was wearing seemed to cover an outfit almost like scales. He walks out of the shadows and stands over me. He's so tall and so handsome that it's a shame that I am the only one who can see him.

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