The Dragon Prophecy by Carly Fall

Author:Carly Fall [Fall, Carly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Westward Publishing

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Two days passed, and Tirvu didn’t wake. He knew she was alive, but he worried about her health and the time they were losing to collect the Moonstone.

She spent a lot of time moaning and groaning as she thrashed about in the tent. It was difficult to watch her writhe around in so much pain, especially when he was completely helpless to do anything about it.

He had tried to give her some water on the second day, but that had come back up. Thankfully, he’d caught her in time to get her head outside the tent so she didn’t vomit all over the sleeping bag.

She continued to shiver, and would oftentimes sit up and begin talking in a language he didn’t understand. Other times, she’d scream and yell, and he’d look in to find her fists flying and her feet kicking as though she was fighting for her life. He worried that she’d change into a dragon and rip the tent—and possibly him—apart, but thankfully, it hadn’t happened. He imagined a hallucinating dragon would be a very dangerous species.

Currently, she rested quietly while he walked down to the creek to get some water. Thankfully, Harold’s gear had come with a small water filtration bottle that he’d been able to figure out how to work. At least, it seemed like it. He’d been drinking the water without getting sick, so either the stream was clean, or the bottle was effective. Either way, he was grateful.

As he bent down and filled the cylinder, he considered their predicament. He’d packed enough MREs for both him and Tirvu to last three days. Since she’d been out of commission, he’d been eating her share. The supply had dwindled, and he figured he could make it another two days. If Tirvu woke up ravenous, less. However, he still believed her to be a vegetarian.

When she did wake, how long would it be for her to gain enough strength to get up the mountain? And what about climbing down? She’d been so sick, it may take days for her to put one foot in front of the other. In that case, he’d either become very hungry, or he’d have to start hunting. Being a city boy, the thought made his stomach lurch. Hell, eating the MREs disgusted him, so killing an animal was as high up on his list of things he wanted right along with catching a good case of syphilis.

He wanted to help Tirvu recover the Moonstone, and he’d considered hiking the rest of the way to Devil’s Ridge many times. Two things always held him back. First, he wanted to be here to care for her. He didn’t fully trust the wolves. Second, he wouldn’t recognize the Moonstone if he tripped over it. Yes, he understood it was some type of rock, but they were in the mountains, and rocks were everywhere. Tirvu had never described it to him.

A smooth, round rock caught his eye in the creek, and he lifted it from the cool water.

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