When they dropped through the clouds and neared the town of Montrose, the sight took Holly"s breath away. She hadn"t known what to expect but it wasn"t this. Each little house in the mountain village sparkled with Christmas lights, and freshly fallen snow glistened and twinkled. The storm had let up here for the moment, leaving behind a winter wonderland. It looked more like an artist"s rendering from a fairy tale than a dragon settlement.
They landed by a quaint house with a covered front porch and a steeply peaked roof. Golden light shone from the frosted glass windows and pierced the navy blue shadows. It was another vision from a children"s book. The gun in her hand didn"t belong in a place like this. Her dragons transformed and came to stand beside her.
"Is this your home?"
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