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In the dark 4

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The decoration of the room hadn't changed in the time we had been away. The room still was filled with carpets and tapestries of all draconic colors, though the arrangement of them was different this time. Brass, bronze, white, green, red and gold dominated the other colors, which were seated beneath those six. The fire pit in the middle of the room had been taken away and replaced by a runic circle, which had started to glow as we entered the chamber. The council itself luckily wasn't present and left us and especially Komyeta with enough time to find the vault.

“Why are we here?” Jessica asked, while looking around warily, “Please don't tell me the vault is in here.”

“But it is.” Komyeta replied smiling and circled around the rune in the middle, “The vault was the device through which the dragons first entered the world. At least I think it was. The councils slowly began to erase the history about that event over the time and I'm not even sure if that is the whole truth.”

“The same seems to have happened with the teachings about magic. Yours is completely different to mine.” I said, while Komyeta destroyed the rune in the middle and replaced it with one of his own.

“You can't draw runes anymore?” Komyeta asked surprised, finishing his own rune set, “That is not good. Runes are essential for every complex cast and your magic is severely hindered without those. Have all dragons lost the ability to do it?”

“The council can still draw them I think.” I replied thoughtfully, “They have tried to alter my memory about you and several other things with it. Something prevented it, but I'm not sure what.”

“So it has become restricted knowledge. And they even tried to alter memories, something that was punished with death or worse back in my time.” Komyeta huffed disgusted, doing a pulling motion with his right fore paw, “That should do the trick.”

He was right. The trick it did and with it a lot of noise as a large obsidian colored wall emerged out of the ground. The wall was large enough for dragons twice as high than the council member or Jason. It was a surprisingly uninteresting wall in every other respect, despite it's color and three small notches in it.

“That's it? That's the vault?” I asked irritated, while Komyeta plugged his white shard into one of the notches.

“Apparently.” He replied as he looked towards us, being a bit irritated himself, “The tomes spoke of a large vault of knowledge.”

“Guy.” Jessica said, pointing towards the vault wall.

Fine white lines had emerged from Komyetas inserted shard and began to form a fracture of a rune on the stone. Jessica then inserted hers, which too started to draw silver lines on the rock. We all looked at each other and nodded in agreement. My shard was plugged in moments later, adding golden lines to the two other colors, which by now had formed a complex but still uncompleted muster. The golden lines completed the rune and caused an immediate effect, while the doors of the camber opened.

“I should have known.” Pierre muttered, as the council entered the chamber in a hurry, “Well. Congratulation for finding the vault. Again. And I see you found some pets sleep head. Did they release you out of the crystal?”

“What did you say?” Komyeta gasped in surprise, causing the council to smile, “Again? How do you know from that? Explain yourself!”

“And I would have thought thousand years in that stone would have shown you where your place is.” Pierre huffed, amused by some unknown reason, “What part of 'Don't dig to deep' didn't you understand back then?”

“No that can't be!” Komyeta yelled, stepping back in fear, “You should be dead by now! No one lives that long, even we dragons are bound to die after thousand years!”

“Ah poor Komyeta. Had his snout in all the tomes we released, but never figured it out.” Karen smiled sarcastically, “Just look at your companions. The one is a complete mix of human and dragon with an average lifespan of maybe hundred to hundred twenty years at maximum. Her mate is a full dragon in more than one way, but even his life shouldn't be any longer than five hundred years. Your life is only that long, because breeding takes a while to have some visible effect.”

That left us completely speechless. Everyone with his own thoughts, while the council began to laugh sinister. The attention though was switched as a low hummed noise emerged from the vault. The rune had completed itself as the council had entered the room and a black surface had opened in the meantime. It was completely black, not a single trace of color could be seen in it and the borders of the surface seemed to bend the light around it, creating an strange picture of everything behind it.

“Ah the good old portal of the vault.” Pierre muttered in disgust, “Brings quite a few old memories back, but only the worst.”

“Like the genocide of the selkies?” I said mockingly, causing all five to huff in annoyance.

“And where is Ramirez? He was always the first one to tease me.” Komyeta added with a faked sob.

“He does that what Fonaar was not capable of.” Anne replied annoyed, “One simple thing. Turn and indoctrinate selected people and he didn't even manage to restrain Jason.”

“Silence! This has gone on for too long.” Pierre ordered furious, “Restrain them and bring them towards the back cavern. Their friend will surely like some company in eternity.”

“Oh no! You won't lock me into one of those stones again Pierre. Neither of you!” Komyeta yelled in disgusted, going into a more defensive stance, “Rob, Jessica stay behind me.”

“Your options aren't that great you know.” Pierre laughed, “Stay here and you will be watching our rise forever or go through there and suffer worse.”

“We'll take that chance.” I replied, “Komyeta, Jessica everything is better than being locked in here.”

They nodded and we all jumped through the portal before the council had the chance to do something. Which wasn't much. The only thing I heard before entering the strange black surface was laughter and farewells.

The portal was completely different to the ones I had used in the past. Those were light filled tunnels nothing more this one was transparent, or at least near it. The tunnel guided us through a strange darkness, even clouding my eyes. Only two things were visible that could. One that was kind of beautiful at first and terrifying after a moment of thought.

The portal wasn't black because of a choice. It had the color the object it was being feed of. In this case the most destructive object in the known universe. That was the only possible explanation for the small circle of light that showed the whole galaxy. Everything between us and a nasty encounter with the event horizon and it's gravitation, was the tunnel we flew through and the last words of the councilor came back to my mind. Words that were cut short, as a light pull and an end of the tunnel began to make itself noticeable.

The ground we hit as we exited the portal was hard and all of us slid a few meters along the ground, causing all of us to curse slightly. Followed by us all being speechless again, this time thought out of disbelieve and surprise. No library with endless knowledge or something similar was here at the other end of a ride I wouldn't like to take a second time. Just an ordinary warehouse. And a lot of guns which were directed towards us.

“Sit down on the ground you hideous myths and prepare!” One guy screamed, leaving Komyeta in irritation.

“Who does he thing he is that he can give us orders?” Komyeta asked angrily, “I don't take orders from anyone I don't respect.”

“Not the right moment Komyeta.” Jessica whispered, “Those people are not the kind you want to anger.”

“Pft little humans with strange looking metal clubs.” Komyeta laughed, while teasing the guards, “Even the art of dragon hunting has been forgotten. You use swords to kill dragon little humans not clubs.”

“Komyeta no!” I yelled in surprise, while Jessica facepalmed in disbelieve, “Definitely not the right moment for that.”

“I beg to differ. You act as if those humans were dangerous. Outsch!” Komyeta said, as a large dart landed between his shoulder blades, “A dart? You try to attack me with a dart and one that can't even penetrate deep enough to do some damage? How pathe.”

“Oh boy.” Jessica muttered, as Komyeta was swiftly put asleep by the drugs in the 'dart', “I told him.”

“Now sit down or we will put you down like your friend here!” The same voice screamed again, which we followed, “No one moves and everything will be over fast. Bring the control boxes and the fixations!”

That caused a lot of movement throughout the warehouse and a lot of time until they had everything they needed for us. Jessica was placed on a chair and then tied down, while I got fixated with chains to the ground. Neither of us had a choice in the matter and the Others seemingly had an strange satisfaction with the task. We both gulped as some technicians arrived who had various things with them. Including the mind control machines we had encountered some while ago, though the process  was cut short as a new person arrived. Who's head wasn't visible as it was hidden behind a cowl

“Welcome councilor.” One guy began, nodding towards the new person, “Those three myths arrived through the wall as you had told us. Should we proceed with the machines?”

“No. You know my exact orders and the protocol.” The councilor replied, his voice alarming familiar, “Those who step through this wall have to be tested and transported to the Foundation immediately. Both councils will be interested in this, especially him.”

“But sire. Those beasts in the foundation? That is blasphemy.” The guy almost screamed fanatically.

“Is it? You know the commandments and those doesn't specify who may enter or what species he or she may have.” The councilor explained swiftly, pulling three adjustable crowns out of his pockets and held them to the guy, “Now would you please proceed with the protocol or do I have to do it myself?”

“No. Neither of both sire. I won't allow myths in the Foundation.” The person replied in rage, slapping the three crowns out of the councilors hand and then punched in the general direction of his head, causing his cowl to fall behind and us both the gasp in surprise.

The councilor was no one other than Matt. The first officer of the Tidebreaker and the guy who had accompanied us for more than one week without showing any sign of being one of the 'Others' and a one of the leading members on top of that. Who carried a strange, but familiar scent to himself too. One that I hadn't noticed on the ship, where it had been difficult to distinguish more than two or three scents at best. But I couldn't put may claw on where I had smelled it before.

Those two were fighting in the meantime and not the fair fight. The fanatic guy used a pipe as weapon while Matt simply stood outside of his range and waited for him to come, awaiting the opportunity of the opening in his enemies defense. Which came quickly and the guy kissed the ground pretty hard in the process, but wasn't done until two other persons restrained him.

“Sent him to the council.” Matt said coldly, causing the guy to look surprised, “No one attacks a councilor without having to pay a price.”

He put his cowl up again, while a group of people carried the raging guy away and picked the crowns up, which had separated quite a bit. Matt stopped in front of us, putting one of the crowns on top of Komyeta's head after adjusting it's setting.

“Now for you.” Matt said with a strange excitement, “Was quite a ride until you arrived here, wasn't it? I bet the waves back on the ship were peanuts against it. Now lets see if he was right about you.”

With that he placed the second crown on my head and the world began to twirl in front of my eyes, being replaced by white light, which was followed by darkness. A darkness which was accompanied by dizziness and confusion. A darkness out of which I awoke the next day.

The sun had just crossed the horizon and the first beams had hit our cave, like so many times before. A soft breeze went through the entrance and brought the noises of the village to my ears. Another closer breath pulled my attention towards my left, where Jessica laid in all her glory, tightly snuggled to my side. Her bronze quadruped body was still shining from the bath, she had taken the day before and the warmth her body emitted was pretty comfortable.

But the dream I had held kept me from enjoying this moment fully. It had been so real and I couldn't shake the thought that it would stay around for some time, though the picture of being captured by humans amused me a lot. The last one that had tried it went straight down into my stomach, after I had played with him a bit. How had he named himself? It had been so long ago. Blake the so called dragon handler? Yes, that sounded right. Had the annoying tendency to be where he shouldn't be.

He was the last human I had to kill since then and I wasn't angry about it. Life had improved a lot after a while. Especially after the first settlers arrived and asked me to use my land to live, which they would pay with food. A trade I had thought about a while and to which I finally agreed to. My territory was large and I had the room to spare, not to speak about a bit of a growing curiosity about the human life.

Something that still isn't sated as they tend to surprise me again and again. Especially their inventions to make their own life easier, while increasing the productivity of things was something I could watch for hours. Sometimes even days without getting bored. And it never stagnated over the many generation this village existed. Even the arrival of Jessica didn't change a lot. Except for the amount of houses she burned down, while she was rampaging through me territory.

It took me a while to track her down and a lot longer to defeat her in combat, leaving the area mostly in one piece to my surprise. Well aside from one or the other burned down tree or field. Human life hadn't taken that much of a damage either, so some families cried about lost members. Another think that awoke my interest, aside from Jessica.

It took a while until we both had settled our differences and stayed together since then. Took quite a while to show the population here that she wasn't a danger anymore and she eventually adapted herself in society. Even took up my interest in their lives. That was three hundred years ago. Movement ripped my out of the thoughts about the past and back into the presence, with Jessica's awakening.

“Good morning dear.” She yawned, nudging my head with hers, “You appear thoughtful today.”

“I am in matter of fact.” I replied after a while, “I had a dream. One of the realistic kind and it left me in thoughts about the implication.”

“Don't think to hard about it. You were away for four weeks as you had to think about similar things.” She purred, “It was so boring being alone all this time.”

“Maybe, maybe not. Only the suns may tell.” I replied, as the warming beams of the second sun touched my snout, “Though I won't leave today, duty keeps me here another day. Should I decide to visit my silent valley again.”

“Just don't stay that long again.” Jessica said caring, “And what does my lord have for plans today.”

“I must look over the fields and forges, the village elder has sent a message about something of importance and the guards at the border of the valley got problems with the wolves again.” I huffed in amusement, “Four hundred year and they still have problems with them.”

“Don't be that way. We both hunted those wolves for years and still didn't rid of them.” Jessica replied softly, “How should the humans do it with their weak bodies?”

“True my dear, though still annoying and time consuming.” I said, while getting up, “I'll begin with the guards, those should take the most time. I may return until the early evening.”

“I'll wait.” Jessica replied as I stepped outside of the cave and onto the edge, which overlooked the valley.

It was a beautiful in every aspect and sat in the middle of my territory, which spanned almost three days of flight time and guarded by the descendants of the first settler, who had spread across the whole land since then. A larger waterfall with an larger lake was on the opposite side of it and frequently visited by Jessica, who then normally gets someone to clean her scales while she bathes. The entrance to the valley was blocked by a huge wall, which had been constructed to withstand even a direct assault of a dragon on the ground. Several small gates allowed an easy entrance though and allowed trade between the valley and the rest of the country. The high mountains dictated the look of the valley made it even difficult for dragons to pass easily, while still allowing the suns to shine in it for most of the day. Fields and the village occupied the ground and left enough places for me or Jessica to land on, without destroying anything.

Some villagers looked upwards as I sailed over them, blocking the suns for them only a moment and continued their normal work after it. Others didn't even mind my presence at all and simply continued with their tasks. A bunch of new settlers who had arrived only recently, fled into the false safety of their homes and stayed there until I was far enough away again. A few wagons traveled along the road towards the village, now halfway between it and the wall. The large wall itself was quickly reached and I landed on top of its wide battlements, where the local chief of the guard was already waiting for me.

“My lord.” He bowed respectfully.

“Is there new about the wolves Serkath?” I asked, taking a quick gaze about the wide land behind the wall.

“The swam killed another group of travelers and disappeared into the Shadow Forest.” Serkath answered quickly, “Only one of their guards survived the attack long enough, for us to know what had happened before he succumbed to his wounds.”

“That is the seventh group this year.” I huffed annoyed, “Increase the patrols around the forest and close every bottleneck you find. Leave only the places open that are easy to watch and to defend.”

“Yes my lord.” Serkath bowed again and staggered slightly as I flapped my wings, heading towards my next stop of the round. The flight though was long enough to return to the dream I have had and it's confusing details.

There was so much in it and it seemed that I had lived an entire life in only one night. A mostly human life on top of that. One scene in particular returned again and again over the course of the flight, that of a enormous building in the middle of the ocean. A building even the craziest of the human engineers didn't dream about and it was filled with mythical creatures never seen on this planet.

I had flown past and around it several times, following the instructions of my teacher alongside of Jessica who was some kind of mix of human and dragon. We both struggled with our newly received bodies and abilities, like a hatchling. But we had fun and were excited about what had happened, not knowing what future had in store for us. This particular scene returned to me every time I pushed it away. It practically hunted me the moment I left the wall. It scared me somehow and that bothered me.

The thoughts vanished as I reached the main fields and a small group of farmers who were in conflict with each other constantly. It wasn't the first generation of those families and it surely wouldn't be the last, but they didn't cause trouble and were still more productive than most other farmers here. The momentary clinch was about a parched well, as I had been told about on my last visit with a nearby hunter.

“My lord” The farmers bowed and immediately began to bombard me with their own personal opinion how said well in the middle of the fields should be fixed. The dispute held on for a while and each farmer pointed to another if the point of fixing the well was about to be discussed, which threw us back to the beginning more than once.

“Enough!” I yelled, after we had talked about half the day without reaching any common ground, “This clearly brings us nowhere. Zorath, Jason, Arakod and Fonaar. You all nag about something so trivial, that I almost regret to be here in the first place.”

“But my lord.” Jason began to say.

“No but my lord.” I cut him of, “You four have sons haven't you?”

They all nodded to this.

“Do they now how to repair a well?” I asked further, causing them to nod again, “See. They'll repair it together. Arakod and Zorath. Your sons are the oldest am I right?”

“Yes my lord.” Both answered immediately.

“They'll take the lead and watch over the other two, but I won't hear that those two did the most work. Do you understand me?” I ordered, looking each farmer deep into the eyes.

“Yes my lord.” All for nodded and vanished instantly as I returned the motion.

“Why keep I doing that?” I asked to nobody and shook my head while lifting off.

The next stop was in reach and didn't take long. The forge was just outside the village and constantly lid from the hot metals, while horses and wagons got repaired in the open in front of it. The two families where here since the first generation and had only recently mixed their shops together, leading to an improved quality of their goods as some tell around here.

Rex and Edge both heads of their families had have a new idea how to mix the metals together and seemed to have found a way to harden the goods even more, increasing the durability of their tools even more. Something that surely would increase the overall wealth of this small village significantly. Not that money was of any interest, though I simply loved the shimmer of the little coins humans tend to trade for goods.

The presentation went past quickly and the test they performed exceeded my expectation about what such weak things can do if you harden them. It reminded me a bit of the things I had seen in my dreams and the shortly forgotten thoughts used the reminder to return quickly. Both seemed a bit disappointed that I had to leave that fast, but returned to their work, before I even had taken off towards my last target. The elder.

He was the only human I couldn't understand and only serious issues lead me towards him. It's uncommon for on of my kind to have such a respect for a human, but this one was different. He hit my nerves every time I had a discussion with him and he seemed to be able to read out of me like an open book. Jessica had huffed every time I had told here about and was amused that I had such a high few over a tiny human. But she had never talked to him in all this time and she had an excuse for every time I ask her to join me.

The house of the elder was naturally larger and allowed me to enter it if I wanted to, even if I feel a bit cramped everywhere I can't unfold my wings freely. It too was the only house that had survived since they arrived here and was restored many times over the centuries. The inside was quite simple for the importance of the house and mostly contained things the elder needed. Which wasn't much in this case. Only a table with chair and a shelf with random things.

“Ah my Lord. I heard that you had some trouble with our favorite families?” The elder said friendly, sitting behind the table.

“Elder.” I nodded, “You asked for an audience with me?”

“I did. Yes.” He replied, looking into my eyes with distracted eyes, “Something serious. Something I've waited for a very long time.”

“You aren't making much sense elder.” I huffed in amusement, “What is serious?”

“Reality is.” He replied, his eyes suddenly fixated and filled with energy, “As are your dreams.”

“What?” I answered, thrown off by the statement.

“What can I tell you about reality. It is there, but easily bended and twisted. As is time. It is easy to follow, but follow a specific moment and it will slow down tremendously.” The elder smiled, “The black sun isn't the only one that can change both.”

“The black sun?” I repeated confused, until realization hit me, “You mean the blackness at the end of my dream, that bended the whole sky to only a small circle.”

“Yes and no.” He said, “It is such a difficult thing to explain. Even for me. But I have to ask you. If this is reality, what is imagination?”

“What is imagination?” I replied confused, “My dream is imagination and this is reality.”

“Are you sure?” He laughed, while pointing towards a thing on his shelf.

I followed the direction and looked onto the shelf, which was empty except for one thing. One tiny thing. A miniature model of the strange building I had seen and one of those strange metallic birds which had transported me there.

“No. No metallic birds. A plane.” I muttered and shook my head, fighting the growing headache as the old memory returned piece by piece, “Who. Are .You?”

“You know who I'm. Or you will find out.” He grinned sinisterly as my view faded more and more while the world began to crack, “I'm your future.”

I literally jumped up and was immediately blended by a sun, it's light blazing through the windows of a well known atrium. Which was surrounded by three gigantic towers and some myths who were circling above it. The room was how I had it in my memories. Maybe a bit cleaner. A tight huge finally managed to focus on the really important parts of the moment. Jessica and Komyeta both were standing next to me, their looks filled with relieve and worries at once.

“You made it.” Jessica said in excitement, as she was holding me, “We were worried you wouldn't wake up anymore.”

“Wake up? And who includes we?” I asked, looking at her and to Komyeta.

“Well us three and the council of the 'Others' it seems.” Komyeta answered, nodding towards the other side of the room.

Ten councilors were sitting on the other side of the atrium, while three chairs in the middle were left free. All of them were watching the show interested and patient, some even smiling slightly. Matt was there, sitting to the left of one of the empty chairs and nodded towards us. What startled me was the old lady we met on our escape who sat on the right of the empty chairs, smiling as evil as the elder had but moments ago.

“I see our guests are finally awake. Like he had expected.” The old lady opened the conversation, waving her hand a bit towards a human guard “I'm glad you managed our little test and welcome to the foundation. Please bring in our other four guests so we can begin with what has to be done.”

The guard hurried towards a newly installed door and opened it, revealing Rex, Edge, Arthur and Fonaar. All of which looked quite surprised, while Arthur looked like a normal dragon would. Not like the last time where he was controlled with an device and had half of his scales missing.

“Now shall we begin?” The old lady asked Matt, who nodded, “So it is. Do you know who we are?”

“You are the council of the myth hunter. Murder and thieves.” Fonaar spat out angrily, “And I won't be controlled by your little devices or anyone else. Never again!”

“Yes.” Matt replied, “Though calm down Fonaar. We won't harm any of you and it doesn't lays in our intentions either. Only few were ever really controlled by this devices and we don't use them commonly except for a few renegade cells. We aren't the terrorists as your council shows us.”

“And why should we believe you?” Rex asked, “We were kept hostage since ten days.”

“Hostages who could walk where they want and do what they want in controlled times.” Matt sighed, “Every myth you see is free to do what they want. Arthur is the perfect example for that, isn't it so Arthur?”

“It is and they are right. I'm free from this device since they freed me from this splitter group four weeks ago.” Arthur replied, “And I learned a lot about our so called council. I mean the convicts.”

“Convicts?” Komyeta asked confused.

“It's a long story.” The old lady sighed, “And our biggest mistake. Dragons live since around two thousand five hundred years on this planet. Though we are far away from being called a native species. Every myth is extra dimensional and immigrated onto earth shortly after the dragons. We used special portals for this travel, which our three dragons over here used a bit earlier. Only ten dragons used it since it was opened. Everyone else died.”

“Why?” I asked cautiously.

“Six dragons sabotaged the portal, after they had what they wanted and guided the tunnel through the horizon.” Matt said coldly, “We could establish the portal only recently from this side and keep it open for Faalokviing here to come through.”

“Wait a moment.” Edge interrupted Matt, “You want to tell us that this myth hating council has a dragon as member?”

“Who said that we hate myths? Aside from your council and those indoctrinating lies they have spread over the centuries.” Matt smiled, “And who said that we only have a dragon in here.”

With that both stepped out and turned in front of our eyes. Matt fell forwards and turned into an hippogryph, similar in colors as Stefan and explained the scent I had smelled before. The old lady on the other hand was bathed in light and switched place with a golden dragon, emitting an aura of youth and energy.

“The council consists of every myth race.” Yuvonlokviing smiled, while Matt nodded “We are still trying to undo the damage the dragon council is doing to your world. Or the plan they have been hatching since years.”

“And this would be?” Jessica asked.

“As cliche as it sounds. The destruction of mankind and the other myths. They want to have the world for themselves. And the first step was already made I fear and it will be difficult to prevent some damage.” Yuvonlokviing sighed, “Your rector Jason is directed around the globe to turn important personalities into indoctrinated dragons. We can only guess what they plan exactly, but our intelligence talks of fully fledged war between the nations.”

“Is there a way we can help?” Rex asked worried.

“Yes there is in matter of fact, though not the way you may think it will.” Yuvonlokviing answered.

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Rex and Edge were being led though the tower of dragons and other air myths by Matt, who had switched back to human form. Both were confused about the separation, but hadn't much choice in the matter. Jessica, Komyeta and Rob were guided away from the dragoness as they had a special task for them, while Arthur and Fonaar stayed with the rest of the council for more answers. The three eventually stopped in front of the door which would led into the room of the rector of the dragons.

“The high councilor is waiting for you.” Matt said encouraging, “He should be able to answer most of your questions.”

“Thanks. And you? I had thought you would introduce us?” Edge asked confused.

“Why?” Matt laughed and walked away, leaving both in complete confusion.

“Want to go first?” Rex asked?

“Age before beauty.” Edge replied quickly and followed a sighing Rex inside the room.

The room was sparely decorated and mostly the way it was left behind from Jason. Thick tomes sorted inside the shelves, while a few lighter ones laid on the large table in front of the window. A large chair with a half dragon sitting in it. Who look out of the window, his black wings hanging sideways and clearly visible to everyone who would enter this room. Both stopped abruptly as they noticed him, whereas the half dragon signed and turned around, leaning onto the table with his arms and looked at both surprised dragons.

The black half dragon, featured four large horns out of the back of his head and three pairs of small ones on the side of it. A deep scar ran over the left eye ridge, while the eyes itself emitted age and knowledge. Another noticeable feature was his black beard under his muzzle. His wing membrane showed different golden lines while being bathed in the sun and his scales had the mixture of gold and black colors. His appearance was completed by a similar robe  Jason had worn back in the circle, but belonging to his own colors and custom made for a half dragon.

“Hello you two. It's been a long time.” The half dragon said and smiled friendly.
And after a very long waiting time. In the dark 4. Hopefully with less mistakes and more story :)

Some things aren't as they seem and most stay in the dark.

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Have fun reading and see you soon!

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Late comments gotta love late comments lol, heya there! Wow this was one long chapter, there's so many content in it that my mind is overflowed with thought, trying to understand everything, and failing miserably, seems I got no choise but to wait what will happen next.

"How should I be afraid of humans with weird metalic clubs? They aren't even holding them right! How pathetic... Yeouch!(wtf moment)"

That was, beautiful lmao XD