wadjet: (Wʜᴏ ᴀᴍ I ᴛᴏ ʙʟᴀᴍᴇ?)
Zᴀɪᴅ Aᴍᴍᴀʀ زيد عمار ([personal profile] wadjet) wrote 2014-02-22 05:51 am (UTC)

"Metal dragons?"

Zaid tilted his head, curiosity evident. He did not approach Amery, but he slowly lowered himself, laying on his belly on the ground and curling his tail around his body.

"I am Zaid Ammar, and it is a pleasure to meet you, as well, Amery Vallet."

He was sincere and, now that he had determined Amery was not here to trap him, more at ease.

"I am the last dragon. The rest of my kind were killed long before I hatched."

Alone in the warm sands of the White Desert. His siblings had had the misfortune of hatching before him, and they had all been slaughtered by The Guard. Assumed to be the last of the dragons. It was only thanks to Wadjet herself, that the runt of the nest had survived.

"These metal dragons you speak of. Are they truly like dragons, or are they the giant, screeching metal birds humans call 'planes'?"

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