To Fly

After being raised by dragon traders and spending her 38 years of life in a cell, Farrah finally gives up hope of ever leaving her cramped cage. But unexpectedly she starts to feel a connection to another fellow captive, a young man named Shiva.

Farrah is one of the last females of her species and the only female captive. After 20 years of constantly having eggs Farrah can tell her body is giving up. She knows that after this egg she will finally be put down.

Shiva was taken from his village of dragon riders when he was 15. Ever since then he has been serving the dragon traders as a pleasure slave. He recently turned 20 and is finally losing his feminine looks. It's only a matter of time before they get rid of him.

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I touched the wall, I felt her energy. Farrah was so close, yet so far.

'One day perhaps we will meet'

I heard her weakly hiss through our bond. I dryly chuckle, pressing my forehead into the wooden wall brushing my fingers over the faded wood.

'Perhaps'

I whisper back, curling my hands into fist.

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I growled as I felt Shiva's throbbing pain. If I ever got my claws on the men who treated the boy with such disrespect, it would be the best thing to ever happen to me.

'Easy Farrah'

Shiva said down the bond.

'I didn't mean for you to feel my anger, Shiva. I just wish I could protect you'

A flash of sadness stabbed my heart.

'I wish you where here as well'

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