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A small form walked to the clear blue lake next to the grand waterfall. The woman was strange, with her frail-looking body and jet black hair. Her face was turned over the water, as if she were gazing out at the spray. Upon closer look though one cold see that was impossible: over her eyes was the scar of a long gash, rendering her completely blind. Yet she walked without error or stumble.
"Det van rhibon."
Voice as soft as sand came from her mouth, just three simple words as the woman walked into the cave once belonging to the great dragon Draco.
One month later
At the castle it was a gala complete with feast to celebrate the King's restored health. It was a full 6 months after the death of the evil dragon Gryphon, and pieces of him were still being found over the length of the courtyard.
The King had recovered amazingly quick, and was back to his usual quirky self, cracking jokes and making it impossible for even his most serious knight to keep a straight face.
Monk Mansel had taken over guardianship of Brother Gilbert's scrolls, living a quiet life at the monastery.
Above all the others Drake and Geoff flew daily, living more peacefully than any dragon could have dreamed in the old days. Drake and Geoff had become heroes for his defeat of Gryphon, but they didn't let their fame get to them this time. The two of them lived simply in a little cave in the countryside next to the castle.
They made a point of attending most of the celebrations at the castle, and this gala was no different. Drake and Geoff sat side by side in the courtyard.
"Tell me again why we come to these?" Geoff yawned as the boorish entertainment dragged on.
"To keep up appearances and make it seem like we actually care what's going on." Drake stated for the millionth time that night. He was staring at the stone pillar behind the boring show and daydreaming, letting himself use the habitual response. Unfortunately Geoff noticed.
"Why is the sky blue?" the teen barely managed to keep a straight face until after Drake's reply.
"To keep up appearances and make it seem like we actually care what's going on." The dragon stated again.
Geoff thought this very funny and began laughing so hard he fell out of his chair, waking Drake from his daze.
"What? What happened?"
The teen looked up at his draconic brother and managed to gasp out a reply between laughs, "You- were- answering- while not- even paying attention!"
Drake's smart reply was cut short by Mansel running up yelling, "Have you heard the strange news?"
Geoff ceased his raucous laughing to pay attention to the Monk, "What's up Mansel?"
The monk pulled up next to Drake and adjusted his robes, "There have been rumors of strange goings on at Draco's Cave."
"What type of strange goings on?" Drake asked.
"People have reported seeing something strange, and the local sheep farmers are reporting massive amounts of lost sheep.
Drake was quick to connect the two events, and a look that could have been either fear or longing passed across his face.
"We'll investigate in the morning."