When I first woke up I didn't understand what had happened. Only that I couldn't move, and I was in pain. I didn't remember what had happened. Why I was tangled in human made vines, laying in the middle of the forest.
And when the young viking had appeared, I felt that I could almost recognize him. But in a bad way, like I shouldn't be around him. And I thought I understood why when he had raised his weapon. Even If I could smell the fear coming off of him in waves, I truly thought he would kill me. But he didn't. I still don't understand why he cut me loose. At the time I was furious about what had happened to me. I had contemplated killing him when I had him pinned under my claws. But my curiosity that he could help bring back my memories was to strong.
He was a very odd creature. He acted not like any way I expected him too. For whatever reason I remembered that vikings where the enemy of all dragons. He was particularly interesting, and came to entertain me often. He saved me from starving to death. ANd I had found myself thinking of him often. I found that I truly loved him. He was my best friend, and I trusted him. As I still do.
... But the reason I kept him alive never came. I never remembered. I only made new memories. It's tormenting not being able to even imagine what I used to be like, how I used to be. But what if I don't like the way I was? Would I just become me again? Was I good, Did I kill others out of cold blood?
I would never know.
Well, So I thought...
Thank you all who have supported me throughout this book. love you all so much. And Book 2 will be posted shortly. It is after the second movie. And it will be shorter than this one but you need to read it so that the rest makes sense in the next books.