ACHILLES
The chatter of dozens of patients and their families assaulted Achilles ears as he sat by his grandmother"s side. He had no idea why she put up with this place. It was dreary at best, and positively depressing at worst, and yet she insisted on living here among the ageing humans and not at home with the rest of the dragons. And nothing he"d ever said had managed to change her mind.
"You look distracted, Achilles, is there something you need to tell me?" she asked, a twinkle in her eye that would be hard to argue with. But he knew he needed to.
"I just didn"t get much sleep last night," he responded. "Are they treating you well? Do you have enough to eat..."
"Yes, yes, you know I"m fine or else you"d be in the other room scaring the nurses and not just sat here with me. Why did
