Please note: this is a third-draft story but is not revised. More than a century ago, dragons and the blue-eyed Shaderi flew together. Then they were brought down by jealous men who feared their power. Now blue eyes are a curse and dragons are a laughingstock, neither seen outside of slavery. Born a slave, her fair features mark her as a witch who is worth less than even the right to a name. He is a dragon who was raised in the arena, a life that left him unable either to fly or to breathe fire. Thrown together by an ambitious showman, they are united by a bond as old as the legends. Together, they have a hope for something more than the lives to which they were born, if only they can learn to trust each other. The words of a mysterious minstrel point them west, where rumors say their people live in freedom. The road there is hard, and at the end of it they find themselves a world embroiled in a secret war. This new world is ruled by a king who values tradition above all else. At every turn their new friendship is tested, and they are forced to decide how much they are willing to pay for a place to call home. He wants to help her learn the truth of where she came from, and she wants to give him what every dragon deserves: a chance to soar.

Ten years ago, the humble town of Lysia was said to be attacked by a dragon. No one was killed. No one was injured. But everyone heard the roars of that terrible creature as it descended from the heavens. Now, ten years later, the sister of the only victim from the attack finds herself with an opportunity for revenge at the dragon that killed her brother. But as she faces it down she finds a peculiar truth that turns her world upside down. Her brother wasn't killed by the dragon, her brother became the dragon. And when the two of them come together they set forth a long foreseen prophecy that could destroy the world. This is a collaboration with @Pennator ! Disclaimer: Anything used here in this story belongs to it's rightful owners.