Octavian
He woke up in a dumpster.
He had had the weirdest dream. Something about fire. And a huge dragon.
He got up and examined his surroundings. There was trash everywhere.
He got up and brushed himself off. He only wore a blue T shirt and jeans, and he had a knife in his hand.
Using the knife, he checked out his reflection. His blond hair was long and unkempt, and kept falling into his sky blue eyes. He didn't seem to have anything wrong with him, except for the fact that he could hardly remember anything. He couldn't remember where he came from. He couldn't remember how he got there.
One of the few things he could remember was his name.
Octavian.
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