Redemption of The Dragon Prince
[Carnelia]
The book is heavy with more than just the sinews and hide that binds it, but with the weight of what it means. My father, what is left of him, now rests in my hands.
Should I open it?
Sighing, my talons grip the book more firmly between my fingers as I take a deep breath and look around to see if there is a chair where I might rest. Passing a mirror, I pause, gasping. I don’t look like myself anymore, but rather a version of myself I do not remember ever being. I am tall and lithe, my chestnut skin glowing golden from within, my eyes shining like two burning suns.
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