The girl woke up shivering in the cold. It was almost sunset and getting darker by the minute. The forest loomed above her as large trees surrounded her. She tried to remember things, but it was all a blur.
"How had she gotten here?"
"Why was she lying on the ground?"
Memories came slowly, but like a blurred vision. A blood red sky, pain, a lot of pain, and tears. A Dragon. Goodness the Dragon. The one they all spoke about in her village, when they spoke about The Blight.
How had she ever seen the Dragon? She got up abruptly at the thought, wondering if this was a bad dream she had had. She had only heard about him from the girls she went to collect wood and water with some times. None of them had seen him. He never came this far. Even The Blight did not come this far and high up in the mountains.
