035: Fight or Flight

[Carnelia]

He is as ugly as I remember him. He glares down at me, his pock-marked face covered in soot, his clothing in charred tatters around his chest. Reaching down he pulls me up by my front.

“Where is he,” he spits in my face. “Where is your dragon?” He shakes me, rattling my teeth. “WHE...

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