Josephclive99
Sir Lylnetrath, one of the longest serving dragon paladins there had ever been, gargantuan gold dragon, friend and confidant to everyone he met, devoted father, and all around nice guy, was struggling with his vision. His eyes had frozen in their dragon shape due to his age, and he was having terrible trouble adapting to having dragon sight but in humanoid form. But his eyes switching didn't merely pose a physical problem, but rather were a precursor of something he'd dreaded for the last half a millennium, namely receiving a spirit of prophecy as the majority of gold dragons did at a certain age.
This shorter story of seven chapters plus an epilogue starts in the year 2349, seventy eight years after the wedding of Arilabrithion, Alex and Ivi in the story, 'Hand to hand to hand'.