‘You’re awake.’ The dragon tilts her head and considers me out of one black eye. She has a face shaped like a gemstone coated in silver, with delicate nostrils and laid-back ears. ‘I should tell Dad. He wanted to know when you woke up.’
Continuing the story of the dragons of Meldin is the silver-black, the spawn of two entirely dissimilar species ...
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