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Tabitha
I dream I’m with the dragon in the warm darkness of the treasure-filled cave. I have a ball of light glowing in my hands, and I'm going to give it to the dragon. The light glows reddish-purple, the same color as my heart. Gold lightning flashes around us as I raise my hands to offer up my essence to the dragon.
I will give him my heart, and he will give me his.
But he can't because he's cuffed, his aura suppressed, tucked down inside him. I would reach for it, but I can't get to it.
His wings explode from his back. The blast of air knocks me sideways. He throws back his head. There's a whoosh. He's about to belt fire in this closed space.
“No, I scream but the world turns lava hot. The air boils away. I'm choking. This is the end.
I wake up tangled in silk sheets, gasping
