Dragon Lore

Lorelei wakes up one day to find she has turned into a dragon! But the story goes much deeper than that. Much, much deeper. Lorelei must overcome her fears and own wants to prevent the dark shadow known as Bhaal from causing another great war between the humans and dragons. Follow her as she grows stronger and learns about herself in this epic adventure of a lifetime.

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4. In which Lorelei sets off.

          His face was covered in a large patch of scales, with bits of skin showing through. She grimaced at the snout that appeared half formed, with nostrils too big for it. Horns protruded from his skull on a scalp of scant hair, gray in color. Human ears covered in green scales sat like taxi cab doors on his skull. The rest if his body was covered in pale blue scales of various shades, some patches of skin showing through, and ending in an equally patchy alligator-like tail.

         “There. Now you see me.”

         She stood stunned, blinking at the sight before her.

         “I know I look like a train wreck. Now that we’ve established that, let’s move on. Your purpose is supposedly to bring the human and dragon race together once again. However, I have no idea how you are to do this, or what it entails, whether it’s the King Crystal or this new age the writings speak of.”

         Ignoring her ongoing stare he continued. “I have learned all I can, and thus leave you with this knowledge. I cannot complete the mission set out for me, so now I hand it off to you.”

         “So now I have to save some old society that no one knows about?” she asked, breaking her trance.

         “That’s just it. I don’t know.”

         “Wow, you’re an idiot.”

         “Without me, you wouldn’t even be alive.”

         “I’d rather be dead.”

         “Well, next time I won’t even bother, child.”


         They stood in silence for a few minutes, not looking at each other.

         “Well, that’s all I have. You’re welcome,” he said, breaking the silence at last.

         “I’m not grateful,” she replied, not looking at him.

         “You will be in time.”

         “Doubt it.”

         “Would you stop it?”

         “Whatever are you talking about, great one?” she mocked.

         His face turned crimson with rage, or his human skin did. He clenched his teeth, then and calmed down a bit. “No, I won’t let an unintelligent child get the best of me,” he said mostly to himself. “You don’t even understand what I had to go through to bring you here.”

         “And, I don’t really care,” she replied, turning down the hallway.

         “Where are you going?” he snapped.

         “I’m going to find out what the hell I’m supposed to do so I can be human again.”

         “That’s not possible,” he reasoned. “Your human self is dead.”

         “Then I’m going to find out whatever it is I need to do to finish whatever I have to, then die.”

         He watched as she walked down the hallway back to the rooms and shook his head. “Children will always be children, no matter if they are fourteen or 2,014,” he said to himself. “She will rethink it.”


         The rooms were dark, save the continual candle flickering. She flopped down on the monster-sized cot and lay facing the wall, her wings hanging off the side.

         Why me...? she asked herself. All I wanted was to grow up, go to college, get a good job, get married, and not have any kids. She thought about what her dad would say when he found out she was really a dragon. What about her friends? What about her aunt and uncle? What am I supposed to do now?

         She sat up slightly, her brow furrowed. There was only one thing to do: find the King Crystal and do whatever she needed to do to finish this duty crap. Then she could die and maybe be reborn as a cat. She liked cats.

         She sniffed the air for any sign of something other than cave smell. Nothing came right to her, but as she waited, something familiar reached her nose. It was the scent of rain.

         Leaving the rooms behind, she turned down various corners in search of the source. It couldn’t be far. The next hallway she turned down had a strange aura. I was lit, but no by candles. The gray light filtered around the corner, and the scent grew stronger. The sound of rain hitting leaves slowly grew louder and she found herself looking out a branch-covered exit to the cave complex.

         “This is the secret entrance to my liar.”

         She turned around to find the thing behind her. He looked a bit brighter and less threatening in natural light.

         “I can’t stop you, but remember, if you ever need help, look for Edwin.”

         “What a lame name,” she said, not looking back. With a leap, she took off, instinctive in her flight.

         He grumbled as he watched her fly, hoping she would improve by the next time they met.

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