Chapter 12
“How should we be able to forget those myths that are at the beginning of all peoples, the myths about dragons that at the last moment turn into princesses; perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.”
―Rainer Maria Rilke
Madelyn stared in fright at the two massive dragons circling each other. They were going to fight . . . tear each other apart. This wasn’t simply play fighting as they had intended. There had been one moment when they had changed and she’d thought everything was fine, until they’d turned her way, eyes gleaming. She’d seen them both fixate on her the moment the breeze rushed al
