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Beg silently and the wrong gods will hear you
There was a pause from the other end of the line, the only sound in the stillness of the night the static crackle of her father's breathing, and the movement of the great beast that stood before her. "Chihiro are you drunk?"
She looked at the creature with unblinking eyes, taking it in as it's mass nearly filled the entirety of her doorway, and intelligent green eyes stared back. Pure, pearly white scales flowed across his body like water, and a mane the color of sea foam trailed down his spine. Him -as he was most definitely a male; proud and tall and winding-, stood before her, not touching the step of her doorway, but close enough that he could have reached across that threshold with a clawed foot and touched her had he wanted to.
No, Chihiro was not drunk. "I seriously doubt I'm hallucinating dad," she told him, an edge of hysteria coloring her words. "I'm pretty sure this is an honest to god Dragon staring at me."
There was a heartfelt sigh from the crackling phone at her ear. "It's probably some kids in an old costume from New Years, I'm sure-,"
"No dad, I'm pretty sure this guy is real." She cut off his denial with her reply, voice raising in octive until it was shrill with terror.
The creature cocked his head to the side, staring at her in the same curiosity as she had bestowed upon him, before merely turning, and making his way down the darkening stretch of mainstreet.
"He's leaving." She told her dad as she scrambled to her feet so that she could look out the doorway want watch his retreating form. "He's just walking down the street like he owns the place."
And in the distance, she could hear exclamations of fright and screams filling the night from bystanders that noticed his trek.
And all at once, Mainstreet was as bright as daylight.
Note: Chapter 3! I hope everyone is intrigued about how this story is going to play out; I know I'm really excited to write it. And I'm so glad to see that some old friends are reading this -readers who've been following my work for a while. I wouldn't be writing without everyone's kind words, so thank you.