Edna sat on the couch in the cottage, dreading her visit to Magdalena. She knew it was unavoidable, and the more she lingered, there was a possibility the old mage could take offence. Edna missed her dragon. The silencing of her dragon side made her feel lonely and incomplete. She knew it would take a lot of strength to have the will to continue to push on. She hadn't eaten in over forty-eight hours, but she wasn't hungry. Everything had crumbled so fast that she didn't have the time to catch the moments. She was lost. All she wanted was to keep the dragons at the top and protect the world from the doom supreme beings are likely to bring. She had gambled and lost. Boyce walking out on her was evidence enough for her to rethink her steps. Abel had warned her. Looking back at the events, she
