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Fascinated by the divine creature I start walking. My thoughts are empty and my feet unconsciously keep moving. My eyes stay focused on the enormous beast wich is descending, his body destroys everything it touches. Fortunately, the square in the middle is quite large and the damage is mainly limited to stand-alone stalls but his tail and wings still manage to s***h a few buildings.
Despite the people shouting all around, I only hear the sound of the wind. The dragon is truly magnificent. A completely black body with 2 red lines on both sides that overflow into its wings. Its head must be about the same size as an adult horse and his height must be taller than a big house. His dark emerald green eyes capture mine, I hear a soft noise coming from the dragon. It's like the purring of a cat but only louder, his breathing is heavy and there's a little smoke coming out of his nostrils.
Now completely facing each other he starts to sniff the air around my body as if he's investigating. He looks exactly like one of the dragons in my storybook. I open my mouth to say something, but suddenly he takes a step back and roars loudly. I almost lose my balance due to the vibrations and wind the sound causes, but I regain my posture and make a deep bow. I can see from the corner of my eye that his huge feet/claws are coming in my direction and that he is circling around me.
'Zion!' I look back up and turn around to see prince Tristan standing there with his eyes wide open.
Now that I am standing up I see that the dragon has positioned itself around me. He is not really lying down but rather has a defensive attitude, as if I am a treasure he's guarding and the people around us are a group of knights who want to steal it.
'So you're Zion?' I ask the dragon calmly. 'And you belong to prince Tristan?' He answers with a soft groan.I get to my knees and start tracing the lines of his jaws. A bit surprised by the sudden touch he suddenly turns his head to me. I startle and want to take my fingers away but he turns his head a bit so a small part of his chin becomes visible. He starts 'purring' again and when I touch a soft spot just below his mouth I feel him relaxing.
'You know I too belong to prince Tristan, he saved me from my previous masters. What's he like?' Zion just lets out a sigh and I feel the corners of my mouth forming a smile. With the heat of the sun on my skin I close my eyes and turn to the sky.
I feel peaceful.
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