Farah and Furleigh were walking back to town, the girl looked at him with pity for having discovered the boy's tragic past, Furleigh realized that the girl was looking at him and asked what was happening.
"I feel bad for you, a lot of horrible things have happened to you."
"Don't worry, it's something I have to live with, when I close my eyes I can still hear everyone's voices."
Farah hugged him without thinking, causing Furleigh to gasp and push her away quickly.
"Don't ... do that ... again," he said exhausted.
"I'm sorry ... I just think that you ... I ... I just feel sorry for you, compared to what you've had to go through, my life is an endless series of whims."
"I already told you, don't worry, ehm, keep walking towards the town, I have something to do," said the boy, entering the forest without Farah being able to do anything to prevent it.
Farah continued on her way normally and began to cry thinking about everything that had happened.
Furleigh wandered into the forest until he found a cave and entered it.
"Who dares enter Swain's territory?" It echoed around the place.
"I'm Furleigh, I have something to ask you," replied the boy, approaching the end of the cave.
There was a four-meter old dragon, his beard was white and his scales were blue, his horns were broken and he had lost his sight completely.
"What does a human want from a dragon like me?" The dragon asked in a deep voice.
"What are you doing in this cave? It doesn't seem like the territory of a dragon as old as you."
"Hahaha ... You are very clever, it's true, this is not my territory, my lair is located west of here, on a mountain inaccessible to both dragons and men, however, I am obliged to stay in this place, Some dragon hunters locked me up and chained me to this place, they tried to end my life, but their weapons were not capable of piercing my skin, they took off to find a way to kill me and they abandoned me in this place, where I have been for fifty years."
"Why haven't you escaped?" Furleigh asked looking at the dragon's body curiously.
"The chains with which they imprisoned me are too strange, I cannot use my strength or my magic."
"It seems pretty horrible. How did you survive without eating or drinking?"
"It's a shameful thing to admit for a dragon, but it was thanks to a fairy, one day he entered the cave like you have done now, and he began to bother me with his sexual harassment, oh, it's true, humans cannot hear the voice of fairies, sorry to break your idea that fairies are adorable, but it is not true, the vast majority are nymphomaniacs that sexually harass everyone, that is the reason why dragons hate them, we can hear their voices and they say perversions that you could not even imagine, sorry I have deviated from the subject, the fact is that in desperation I promised that fairy to do whatever she wanted as soon as i being free me if she brought me water and food, I have not freed myself yet , but that fairy has been by my side for fifty years giving me food and water waiting for my release."
"I'll be frank, I've come for you. Do you want me to release you?"
"Why would a human do that for a dragon?"
"There's no time for explanations. Yes or no?"
"My answer is yes, that will make my Cynthia very happy."
"I hope your love for the fairy turns out well," Furleigh said, approaching the lock on the chains and opening it.
"Thank you very much human, I will never forget you."
Furleigh left the cave and made his way back to town.