Dragon friend - WIP

Dragon friend - WIP

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A defenseless dragon pup is injured by some soldiers. The daughter of the ruler from Waila manages to save the little pup. But the price she has to pay for such a behaviour is severe. Let the soldiers kill the dragon, or be banished for life. ---------------------- The story is one I wrote for a game way back called Poseidon. It gives you the option to custom make your own stories. The story I created for the game is complete, and has been for years. I've been wanting to upload it here for a while. I will try to adjust the story so it can be read here on Wattpad. The entire story is uploaded, so I can access and edit, even if I do not have access to my PC. Please be patient with me, as it might take me a while. Be warned while the story can be read as it is, there may be some confusion since game elements are missing.
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FORMERLY V D' YAVOL. For as long as she can remember, Dream has been... dreaming. Very vividly. She saw how her childhood dog died two days before he actually did, so she had plenty of time to prepare herself-her words. She's been to plenty psychologists and sleep specialists, but they all say the same thing. Nothing to worry about. So, her parents gave it to God. And nothing happened. She's grown used to it by now. She sees a face, sometimes hears a name, and then whatever happens to that person. Murder, the lottery, a death in the family, etc. You name it, she's seen it. She pays the dreams no mind because she can't control or stop any of them all the time. It's out of her hands. But on one holy night, she sees a man. Limping. Crying. Bloody. Yet this time, she can't see a face.

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