Write from the POV of a canonical dragon.
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Free. That was the first thing she thought when the chains around her were loosened. She pushed upwards, hardly even feeling the people on her back. Of course she knew they were there, but they were probably the reason for her freedom, so she left them on there.
She flew. She didn't know how far she flew, being blind and all, but she knew it was a long time. Her feet drifted across the water, cool against her warm scales, until they hit ground. Deciding it was a good time for a rest, she stopped flying, stopped walking, and just sat on the ground.
The weight on her back suddenly disappeared, the people on it suddenly getting off. She stretched out her wings, taking a sip from the water beside her. Currently, she had no food to eat, but she had water (the most vital part of fire-breathing) and she was free. That was all that mattered.