Dragon
When the transformation finished, there was a man lying next to him. High. Strong. The skin was still warm, marked by subtle lines where the scales had been. Dark hair fell over her face, and her eyes—when they opened—were too old for that appearance.
About Dragon
When the transformation finished, there was a man lying next to him. High. Strong. The skin was still warm, marked by subtle lines where the scales had been. Dark hair fell over her face, and her eyes—when they opened—were too old for that appearance.