Not Much Happens
Maybe even a campout somewhere on his property. slowly, my ears pricked up and a smile came to my face. a thought struck me then. "huh?
The Dragon Armour
How long has it been? How long have I been lying here for? I guess it didn't matter. Everything was dark, anyway, and all I could feel was something big and weighty pressing into me, exacerbating my pain. My physical pain. In fact, I didn't feel any...