8
I never was the waiting type.
I stared at the street name in front of me and gulped. I hoped the old earth dragon inhabiting Dragon Soul had remembered this right. He had trouble with finding his mouth and remembering to shower, but he was adamant this was the nearest commune.
“Ummm… Excuse me, hey, hello!” I called as I sprinted towards an old lady. She was most definitely an earth dragon and I just hoped she could help me. “Hi, I’m sorry to bother you… Is this Commune 8.1?”
She sized me up for a moment, muttered to herself, and then waved me along. “Follow me.”
“Thank you!” I said, hoping I had reason to be grateful. I knew how this ended, either I found the kindest grandma on earth or I was about to be turned into a frog by the village witch. Number two sounded exciting, but I re
