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Tales of a Dragonpath

Decades ago, a fierce battle drenched the plains of beautiful Edron with blood in the fight against the last three dragons in the land. The dragons, sensing their inescapable demise, gave up their remaining strength to transfer it to three human families, three lineages meant to carry it through generations. Now, after long years of peace, the magic left behind by the Last Dragons begins to stir, sensing danger beginning to close around Edron like thickening mist. The young prince, soon to become an adult, begins to notice strange things happening around him. But why him, when his lineage was not one of those chosen by the dragons...?

BlackButterfly777_8555 · Fantasy
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52 Chs

Chapter XXXII - The City of Pearls

It was still very early when I got woken up by a silent knock on my door. I turned to my other side and pulled the blanket over my head. I really didn't feel like getting up yet... Even more so because a cool, morning mist was intruding into the room like a ghost through the carelessly left open window. Another knock forced me to finally sit up, drag myself out of bed and walk over to the door.

The face of the young priest, Casais, was the first thing I saw after opening it.

"I'm sorry to wake you at this hour..." he started. "Would you mind accompanying me despite the time? I would like to show you something..."

I was too sleepy to argue and unconscious enough to let myself be lead through the still dark, creaky hallway. The young priest led me across the first floor, where the faces of some godly paintings watched us from the semi-darkness, and then up some stairs. And suddenly, to my surprise, I found myself standing on the roof of the Siracel temple.