For the Memory of Dragons

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For my favorite brother, Forest.

I love you. Call home!

Beating his wings hard, Alex pushed past the pain and raced higher into the sky. Droplets of water brushed over his face as he broke into the cloud cover. Safe.

Without a direct line of sight, the mage firing at him wouldn’t be able to get a clean shot in. His muscles quivered from the two glancing blows he’d already taken while trying to escape. Swallowing back his grief, he clutched his leather bag against his chest. He had to get this information to Daniel before more dragons died at the hands of these monsters.

Pushing himself as fast as his injuries would let him, Alex pulled a sharp turn, hoping his attackers would follow the original course he’d set. He turned a few more times before letting his instincts take over and lead him off in the direction he needed to go.

The soft caress of the clouds lifted, and Alex found himself in open skies. The whip of the air lapped the moisture from his scales, cooling his heated skin. It felt wonderful. For all of ten seconds.

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