‘If you were truly my friend as you claim to be, you’d dig me out and free me. Please. I need to be free. Not just for my own sake, but for the sake of all my kind.’ Reyn shifted in his bed, rucking up the covers. He felt he was not truly asleep, nor was he dreaming; yet he was not awake either. The dragon vision had become an almost nightly torment now. When he slept, the dragon looked into him, at him, and through him with great copper eyes the size of cartwheels. Her eyes spun, the colours whirling all about the great elliptical pupils. He could not look away from them, nor could he break
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