The boy lay unconscious, the pavement reddened beneath his limp body. Her hands trembled, like leaves in the wind. Though twas not wind that rushed through them. It was magic. Magic she’d been waiting to feel her whole life. Power she’d never imagined. It rumbled through her body like thunder after a lightning strike.
The others rushed to kneel next to the boy. Their eyes found her fingers, stil...
The deafening uproar from the crowd drives his fingers from his nose to his ears, and the boy turns his attention to the center of the circular enclosure. Two creatures the size of small planes face each other, baring white fangs and fanning their wings. Dragons. Young men sit atop each scaly spine, clinging with their legs.
The boys father nudges him with a turkey leg wielding arm. “Gonna be a ...