Thump - a faint vibration in the earth followed a gust of wind. Four dinosaur-foot-shaped depressions appeared in the grass. Further away, past the depressions, goal posts and trees blurred as if hidden behind slightly translucent glass.
Then, it wasn't so translucent.
A shape solidified from thin air, slowly, condensing into a shimmering mist. The legs came first, trunks like small trees reaching up to muscular shoulders, perhaps twice his height. The body manifested, enormous, easily the length of a full-sized bus from tail tip to chest. Wings came into view, curling around the body at a distance, like a webbed exoskeleton growing in time lapse. Finally, the head appeared - horns and nostrils and teeth like daggers - connected to the chest by a long neck.
It wore silver like a second skin, as if coated in polished scalemail - everything except its spines, claws and other bony protrusions. Like a broken mirror, it reflected the moon and stars. All in all, it was a nightmarish beast, one that in no way, shape or form resembled Wren...or any human for that matter.
He took a step back.
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Elias, a professional thief, trains a strange girl named Wren. What will happen when he learns she's attracted to him and when he discovers she can transform into a dragon?
What will happen if she ever reveals her darkest secret?
Y/N never thought she was anything special-hell, she wasn't back home, so why would things be different here? Sure, she had these weird little flashes sometimes, catching glimpses of what might happen or hearing whispers of thoughts that weren't her own. And then there was that other thing, the one that made her stomach twist with dread whenever she felt it stirring beneath her scales-the animus magic she pretended didn't exist.
But the future? That was a complete mystery to her. She had no idea that fate had already written her name across Pyrrhia's history in letters of fire and starlight, that every choice she made would ripple outward like stones thrown into still water. She couldn't see how her heart would become the key to everything-how love would make her both destroyer and savior, sometimes in the same breath.
All she knew was the ache in her chest when she looked at the world around her, wondering if she'd ever truly belong anywhere.
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