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The Mountaintop Pool
Raven I scream as the dragon plummets out of the cave. I am straddling his neck with my hands tight on the spikes coming out of his head. I swear the bastard is laughing as he flaps his wings and levels out. He climbs higher and soars above the mountains. I close my eyes and bury my face against his smooth scales. ‘Open your eyes, Raven,’ Morax rumbles in my head, but I ignore him. I may be giving Nicodemus a chance, but I still don’t trust him or his dragon. ‘I’m fine,’ I respond. The dragon makes a low rumbling noise and says nothing else. The air is cool against my bare skin, but the dragon’s scales are warm. I scream again when the dragon shifts and lands. ‘We’re here,’ Morax tells me. I open my eyes and see we are some flat mountain top with trees around the edge and a meadow in
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