Control C | Control V
L. G. Jonesmy mind went blankwhy am i suddenly stumbling over my wordsdont act like im averagea genius writer's random workplace
Its blood pouring on me.
"Drink it," she said. "It will make you strong." I did as she asked.
It was burning going down. I was bathed in it, my skin absorbing every fiber it could. That was another use of dragons. If one had killed it and drank its blood you could enforce your own body, giving you one of a dragon. Not with scales but with strength and toughness of one, but nothing without a price. The soul of that dragon you had kill would haunt you, trying to take over. Since Guvis was so young I doubted he could pull such a thing off. I glanced over to see Herman and Richard lapping up what they could from the ground. Leeches.