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Jamis screams as his body is engulfed by the firm, right, and… surprisingly soft scales of a literal dragon. So many thoughts were firing through his head at the same speed as he was barreling through the sky. How were dragons real? What other sorcery was the world capable of? How had they gone undetected for so long?
Jamis would’ve wet himself we’re he in any position to do so, but the way he was held prone by the draconian talons, he had to settle for feminine shrieking. The prince’s glasses had long since fallen to their demise, leaving his bright green eyes open in anguished astonishment. His long, brown hair flew behind his he’d like a flag, waving in the harsh wind of the upper atmosphere.
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