Erica Bluewater: Another Legend

A month away from her sixteenth birthday, Erica Bluewater sadness fills her soul more than ever. But when a griffin arrives in the back garden of the care home she lives in, her life turns upside down. As she walks into life that she has always dreamed of, she learns that she will become a legendary Dragon Rider. And will vanquish the dark cloud of evil that hangs over the island of the great Dragonlords. But in the midst of all of this, she finds comfort in a stable boy when she is under too much pressure. Realizing her enemy is a vampire, her human strength isn't going to do anything. But when she realizes her powers, she can fight back. Or can she?

This the original, i'm rewriting it at the moment.

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22. Forever and Always

I regained consciousness, laying against Kamalia's front leg, her stomach rose and deflated slowly. Wounds were up her back, blood flowing from the injuries that weakened her. I looked at her glacial scaly face, her pale blue almost white face fouled by blood. I stood to my feet, I reached for her face. Tears fell from my ducts, landing on my arm that was out reached to her gentle dragon face. She opened her eye, deep blue and beautiful. 'I'm Fine, where's Calenta?' she lifted her head to search for her mate. She didn't look away, her expression didn't change either. I walked around her strong built body. I didn't want to believe what I saw when I looked there. All tragedies in stories don't seem real, everyone that reads books like that. They think it's sad, then how do you think I feel. I walked across the dingy dark-green grass, until the dry dirt turned to red mud. There, the body of my fiancé, slowly dying, losing breath with every lung full. My knees gave in, landing on my lower legs and hands. His eyes opened barely, “Erica.” He spoke weakly, “No, no, no. Don't speak,” I pressed my index finger to his lips. He lifted his arm and removed my hand from his lips, “Listen.” He whispered faintly, tears fell onto his blood blanketed face. His fingertips felt my face, stroking my cheek. “You know that I'll always love you, forever and always.” He utter through the tears that blended into the blood on his face. “Of course, I'll love you forever and always.” He pulled himself up, using me as support. Keeping up with one arm, and and the other one pulling my head towards his. He kissed my lips weakly, using the last of his breath. I lay him down onto the ground, I closed his eyes. And kissed his cold lips, tears clung onto my eyelashes. Like the sadness in my heart, only a miracle could save my now dead fiancé...
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