The Pack's Hybrids
“He would have left the convicts on the land whilst he sat in comfort on his ship, waiting for them to build a settlement, and now he is the one stranded who must build it or die.”
As they sailed away, Thaelen watched the land fade into golden edged green and chuckled. “The cartographers were right, there are dragons here,” he said, pointing. “See how the land from afar, with a bit of imagination, looks like a dragon at rest, with that curve there its tail, and that point it’s head.”
“And the mountains look like the spines along a dragon’s back!” Willa agreed, delighted by the game. “The grasslands create a different texture that could be wings, folded against the great beast’s back.”
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