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She had been twirling when she saw the shadow rush over, but hadn't got a good enough look at it. She knew it was big, that's for sure. Thinking safety in the woods would be best, she hurried to the trees in just enough time to hear the roar and froze, it was definitely a dragon.

Her parents had told them stories of dragons. Some of them good and some of them bad, but none of them had ever actually seen one so to them dragons were things of myths and lore. Most of her siblings didn't believe in them and even took the time to tease her about the fact that she believed that they were real. There were always some truth in myths, legends, lore, etc. Now she was watched as one landed about a few hundred yards away from her. If only she could show her siblings and a parents, but there was no way she could 1. Get the dragon over there. 2. Get her family over here. 3. Or go back home.

The dragon before Parisa was black as night with red under its wings and body. The thing that caught her eyes the most were the blue gyms and silver color. Was this dragon someone's pet or ride? From what she heard dragons were creatures to always be feared good or bad and that if good they would stand side by side with humans, elves, and fairies.

She tired getting closer, using the trees as shields, this was an opportunity and she took it. If she died, and she hoped she wouldn't, at least she would have been doing something she wanted to do.