Chapter 8

Zog flies over the forest, but finds nothing to indicate where Gary might be. He cannot continue flying and risk being discovered, so he lands and shifts back. Lucifron felt lost. Which way to go, when you don't know which way Gary was taken. The only thing he felt was that his fire was pushing him south, but south, there were many human cities there. He couldn't keep flying, beyond the forest, but on foot, it would take forever.

Tired, hungry and thirsty, he sits on the ground, leaning against a tree, and hides his face in his hands. His stoic personality had completely disappeared. Now, Lucifron felt a confusion of feelings, which left him on the verge of tears.

With the appearance of the moon, he ends up falling asleep, completely oblivious to the eyes watching him.

- Look at that boy. Do you see his clothes? He must have a lot of money. - one of the creatures says, watching him.

- But he looks lost, he doesn't bring anything with him. - the second creature says.

- Even so, it can