Mother Of Dragons

When the dragon had hatched, crawling out of its shell onto her bed, Zoya knew that her life would never be the same again.

She had brought the dragon far away from her village; away from the people who would hurt it and take it away from her. As she held it in her hands, feeling its claws affectionately digging into her fingers through her gloves, Zoya knew that exactly what she had to do. What they had to do. Together. 

The dragon gazed at her. She could see the flames burning within its eyes. It was totally dependant on her, as a new-born child is to its mother. And yet, strangely, she felt dependant upon the dragon as well; dependant upon what it was and what it would become in time. 

They would become inseparable. Their futures were entwined. Their adventures were only just beginning s they set of constantly being hunted by the dragons mother until one day the mother caught and was circling them there was no where to escape.

By Jahmai