I huddled into myself, trying to block out the screams, the roars, the stampede. I tried to focus on something, anything that would take away the pain I felt. It was more than the pain from the beating I had taken. It was more than the pain from my heavy heart. The pain was for those that were being slaughtered out there, both human and dragon. The pain was from knowing my blood did this. The pain resulted from the truth, the knowledge of my family and how it had been built.
A stampede sounded so close to where I lay, so loud it drowned out anything I thought to say. My heartbeat became the sound of people screaming. This was not the time to be cooped up, tied down in a dark room when there was trouble outside. Fire could come blazing down on this building and I would have no means of e
