Chapter One
He found himself curling up into as tight a ball as he could get into unable to get over the thought that for some reason he wasn't In pain...at first, this thought didn't make sense this feeling after so long of being in pain was odd it was also rather odd that he found himself warm almost too warm if he wanted to be completely honest but he dared not uncurl himself if this was just another trick from the resentful spirits to lull him into a sense of peace only for it to be ripped from his grasp in the next moment.
He didn't know why but that thought alone had him sobbing soundlessly as he kept himself curled up as tightly as he could be, that was until he suddenly realized something at the same time that a memory seemed to worm its way into his finally conscious state he felt an odd sensation in the center of his chest lazily spinning away almost as it was calmly just sitting there waiting for something to happen.
Then the memory flashed across his hazy mind first was a loud Roar that seemed to shake the earth and scared the resentful spirits away...Then his eyes flew open as his body jerked out of the curled up position upon seeing the glowing red eyes that looked into his after he felt a strong breath made it difficult to breathe for a moment until he was embraced by darkness.
He sat there for a moment his mind barely comprehending what he was seeing, he very carefully reached a hand out and touched the strange material that seemed to surround him almost like it was protecting him, which explained the warmth but it wasn't until he touched it that he realized it was warm to the touch. His head tilted at the feel of whatever it was he was touching, it was smooth to the touch seeming to move in a certain pattern that continued all around him...His brow furrowed as something occurred to him a moment later which cleared his mind of whatever it was that was keeping him calm...it was moving...no not just moving it was rising and falling as if it was breathing.
His hands flew to his mouth to muffle the scream that threatened to escape the moment that finally occurred to him he scrambled backward only to hit the other side whatever was surrounding him and he found himself sitting in the middle of the circle with his knee's pulled up to his chest and his hands covering his mouth to muffle the whimpers of fright.
Then it took all the strength he had not to pass out again when it moved this time not just breathing the 'Scales.' Yep he just came to that conclusion at that moment seemed to stretch as a large paw with wicked claws seemed to move into the circle that surrounded him. It was massive about as big as his body if not bigger his perception could have been off as far as he knew...especially with the fact that he hadn't realized he was surrounded by something with scales until that very moment.
Then the paw stretched making the claws dig into the floor making deep gouges into the rock. Slowly he looked up once he felt a warm breath on the top of his head and his scream was barely muffled by his hands covering his mouth as he finally saw the glowing red eyes of what he now knew was a dragon.
'You're awake...I thought you would be asleep forever child.' A voice filled his mind a moment later startling him and he could have sworn he was now either going crazy or he was dead... 'Yes that's it either I have finally gone off the deep end because of the torture or I am dead...there are no such things as dragons, dragons only exist in fairy tails...yes, that's it, it's not real.' He thought hysterically closing his eyes as if that would make it go away...well it worked for children and animals right why couldn't it work for him but he still felt the warm breath on the top of his head then he flinched when the voice washed over him again while the breath of the dragon seemed to make it seem like the dragon was laughing, 'I can assure you child that I am very much real...I have been spoken about in legends...no I don't breathe fire...' This time he heard the chuckle as seeing as he had been imagining the fire breathing dragon's that many people spoke about, he huffed at being teased about the thought before the voice started talking again, 'You would think it would be better to thank your rescuer instead of curling into a ball and trying to avoid looking at me.'
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