In the growing light of dawn, two strangers meet, a horseless knight renowned for his dragon kills, and a young dragon in a human form.
The Dragon wearing the guise of a young maiden looked at the old tired knight standing before her with tears in her eyes. She had always hoped she would see this man once more, but not like this.
The Knight looked at the woman standing before him; hatred blazing at the edges of his heart, threatening to make him lose himself in the hotness of it.
He took a deep breath fighting the sensation to lung at the creature before him.
Not yet, He thought to himself.
The tears spilled from the young Dragon's eyes seeing the morning sun gleaming off the now pulled sword the Knight held in his hand. She tried to be strong, but maybe all those years in the body of a human had corrupted her dragon nature.
The Dragon laughed a cold, harsh, sweet sound the quite streets drank with eagerness.
She had always wanted to feel human compassion and love, now it would seem th