I am Dragon (Dragon Fires Rising Book 2) by Marc Secchia

Author:Marc Secchia [Secchia, Marc]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-13T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21: Sea Serpent

THEY FLEW DIAGONALLY TOWARD the setting suns, thrilling to the glorious, infinitely subtle changing of the colours through evening into night. Ignis set the waves aflame with golds, crimsons and orange, sparkling off the swells a mile below their flying altitude. As the belly of the Lumis Ocean swallowed the giant red sun whole – an impossible illusion if one paused to think about it – the corona lit up with mighty flares that threaded the deepening purples above. A wide lane of fire burned across the waters toward the awestruck Dragon Rider team. Even when the sphere had vanished, those wispy fires licked heavenward above the horizon for over an hour.

Beauty to scribe sonnets upon the most jaded, fearful of hearts.

Azania said, “We’ve passed Aria’s first stop. The orb is adjusting to show the stars – would you like to see, Dragon?”

“I would.”

Unstrapping her thigh belts, the Princess climbed the final arch of his neck, stepped over his skull spikes as if this were the most natural action in the world, and knelt upon the top of his head. A slim brown hand brought the orb into his right-eye field of vision.

“Slightly further away – perfect, thank you,” he purred. “That’s … wondrous. A celestial starscape inside a crystal. Who would have thought?”

“See, there’s a hair-thin line tracing our progress?” she said.

“Aye, and I make us two royal hairs south of the target,” he agreed, adjusting the flight path slightly. “I’m so thankful that this evening is wind-still for a change. Another two and a half hours, do you make it?”

“Sounds about right,” she said. “Do you mind me sitting on your head?”

“Do you mind me flicking over the moons?”

“Ha ha.” After a few minutes, she said, “Know any good songs?”

“A few.”

“I’ll go one for one with you. Help us pass the time.”

Also, it would help them not to think too hard about what might lie ahead. He knew he must face fate head-on. No escaping, avoiding or hiding, as he had done in the past – but perhaps the hardest trial of all was the waiting. The not knowing. Hope’s stubborn breath burned in his hearts, almost paralysing in its intensity.

Azania had a sweet yet slightly husky singing voice which had seen training by her royal tutors. All proper Princesses were musical, of course. He had no formal training, but since Dragons sang at many occasions, among them births, deaths and family gatherings, he had a reasonable command of melody and rhythm. What he did not have, was command of his new voice.

Becoming white was more troublesome than he had imagined.

“No mind,” Azania said brightly. “I’ll teach you. Two gold clinkers per song?”

“Sold to the pretty girl in black.”

“Flatterer.”

On and on they coursed, melodiously.

About an hour before midnight, Dragon spied the gentle orange glow of lava from afar and they made one more course adjustment, aiming for the second pimple. The one that was not erupting. Grotesque image.

Winging in to land, Dragon observed that the

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