The Dragon Girl
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Last published Wed, Apr 18, 2012
Jezabel always loved dragons but standing this close to one un-nerved her,he stood close enough that the smoke from his nostrils flowed into her face she coughed and sputtered waving away the thick black cloud.She pulled herself straight she wouldn't let him see her fear the dragon seemed to smiled"you are full of fire"she gasped as he spoke words coming out as a low growl opening his mouth fire seeped out not the colorful fire the other dragons made that lit the sky different shades of color this was bright red and orange it came at her.Jez's hands flew up to her face trying to shield it but the fire came down upon her hands and brushed her right leg screaming she twisted around as hot fire burned up her dress and scolded her skin.She ripped of the flaming cloth and threw it to the ground the dragon laughed lifting his head up before reaching out fast and snatching her up pinning her arms to her side she screamed agian as the dragon stretched his wings and pushed off air and wind pushed down hard on Jez's shoulders and head for the first time in her life Jez wished she hadn't gone to the denning sight she should have just stayed home.
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