*Saoirse*
The night had covered everything in darkness. In my mind, I felt Shylah's strong energy fade into a deep sleep. It was a nightly struggle that left me tired, but every time I regained control of my body, it filled me with hope.
I waited in silence until Shylah's hold on me loosened. Finally, I could feel my fingers move, my breath steady, and my eyes open to a room filled with shadows. It was a small victory, but it was mine.
Careful not to disturb the quiet, I got up from the bed and walked across the cold stone floor. The dragon sanctuary was a maze of tunnels and rooms, but I knew its secrets well. My bare feet made a soft sound against the stone as I moved through dark passages, lit only by occasional flickers of torchlight.
I needed Saphira, my friend among the dragons.
