27. Hurt Him
| Anastasia | I jumped from the bed as if it had burned my skin. Was it a dream? A nightmare? I had thought I had heard Vladimir's dragon screaming. There was silence for some seconds, and it made me think it had indeed been a nightmare. At least until I heard other growls and that was enough to make me get out of the little home Vladimir had himself made and run as if my life depended on it. I wasn't really sure how I knew I had to run towards the ocean, but it didn't even matter. I just had to get to him. Sure he was a big terrifying dragon who could take care of himself just fine, still that didn't ease me at all. Not when screams of pain echoed the silence of the night and I knew they belonged to no other but him. Panic almost numbed my every sense. Fear. Pure fear I had never
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