Me, a dragon? It's not possible!(TOME 10 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)
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  • Reads 750
  • Votes 14
  • Parts 7
  • Time 56m
Ongoing, First published Dec 17, 2020
AAARGH, my shoulder! I stand up and see that I have a wyverne wing instead of my left arm.  3 long clawed fingers and a thumb.  The other fingers are elongated and connected by a membrane.  My arm is so long that I can put it on the floor.  I am 26 years old and I live in the countryside in a small village in the Ardennes.  I bet it's because of this crazy doctor with all his experiences. Ahh the skin is falling off! There are hard, red scales. 
And I have a burning feeling in my stomach!  What am I going to do with this $!ù$ of a day? Where is my lawyer's number!?
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