Terminal Lucidity

I died.

Or at least... I think I did.

One minute I was drowning at the bottom of a lake, the next I'm standing at the edge of Basgiath War College's infamous parapet, armed to the teeth and dressed like a dragon rider. In a world I only know from books.

This has to be a hallucination. My brain's final flicker before the lights go out. Right?

But the pain is real. The wind. The blood. The impossible heat of a dragon's breath across my skin. And when Xaden Riorson's bonded dragon starts paying attention to me-twice-I realize something is very, very wrong.

I've read Fourth Wing. I know what's supposed to happen. But with every step I take, canon bends, and I'm not sure if I'm here for a reason... or if I'm just the next to die.

All I know is: I've already lost everything. So what's stopping me from being bold?

Even if this is just a dying dream... I'm not going quietly.

Xaden Riorson x Fem OC