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44. Devouring Dragon

Author: Helen Bold
last update Last Updated: 2022-05-10 01:39:54

Paul - The house in the suburbs

The sun is high in the sky as I open my eyes. For a moment, I don’t recognize the room, maybe because I’ve never slept here before. But the furniture is way too familiar to not realize where I am in just a few seconds.

My eyes fall on the clock, and I frown. It's ten o'clock. What the hell? Why did I sleep so late?

Laura’s story remained inside my mind, making me dream of princesses and dragons. I would laugh and say that a grown-up man like me shouldn’t dream of fairy tales, but this wasn’t a fairytale at all.

How can a dragon rescue a princess who is willing to die? There's no villain in sight to confront, no wicked minions to punish with fire. How can one rescue someone who refuses to be saved?

As if sensing I’ve woken up, Laura enters the room with coffee. The steamy, strong scent combines with the lilac one that permanently follows her around. I should find out what the meaning of that is.

“Good morning!” Laura places the coffee cup on the nights
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