Dragon! Book One: Stealing the egg

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Gareth watched the wings momentarily obscure the massive head of the dragon. Never taking his eyes off the soaring creature, he crept closer to the nest for a better view. Today was not the day, but soon. Today was about gathering knowledge. Stinging insects rose in swarms and buzzed around his head. Tangled, twisting vines laced with thorns scratched his arms and legs. He ignored the pain, his mind centered on his objective.

His gaze lowered to the barren rocks beneath the dragon’s nest. Oily black spit coated them. Wisps of dirty gray smoke seeped into the air. Bubbles large as his thumb formed where the viscous scum pooled. They erupted with soft plops and a foul stench worse than the outhouse behind the inn.

Gareth stole a glance at Faring, a chubby, soft sort of boy of no more than fourteen or fifteen, although he often acted younger, and occasionally older. The round appearance of body and face belied his daily hard work at his father’s tannery. Still, a few more pounds and he’d be fat. Eyes back on the dragon again, Gareth said, “What’re you going to do with your half of the gold?”

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