I blinked, sunlight leaking into the creaks of my den. My mother entered, a fish in her mouth.
"Good morning, my hatchling!" She smiled and offered me the fish.
"What... What happened?" I got up, confused. "How did I get here?"
"Grilop must've come just before the White Castle collapsed and carried you and Nota home." She laughed. "Actually I was hoping you could tell me what happened exactly."
I thought for a second, remembering what the dragon told me, then I looked up to her. "Mother, who is Milrem?"
Her mother's smile faded as she recalled the ancient myth. "Milrem? Are you sure you are thinking of the right dragon?"
"Yes. Someone told me, back at the castle, that I was a direct descendant."
"Zepth, Milrem is the original Dark Dragon."
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Fantasy𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝕺𝖓𝖊 ~ 𝔇𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔇𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔬𝔫 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 In a world where humans never existed, there're such beings of magic and wonder in their place. Dragons are the most intelligent, and therefore the dominant species. Each dragon hatches from...
