6
I awoke to the gentle sound of waves against soft sand. Sunlight streamed into our bedroom as I lay on my side. I stretched and opened my eyes.
The flat spot beside me was empty. The covers showed obvious signs of use, but the person who used them was gone. I touched the sheets. Slightly warm. He must have left within the last half hour.
I sat up and rubbed one eye as I looked over our spacious chamber. The dresser, bed and a small table were all carved from gray driftwood, giving the room an aged appearance. The walls were an aged oak from the forests that surrounded the serene valley. I breathed in deep and leapt from the bed. My wrinkled clothes from previous evening stared at me from the floor. A few minutes dressing and I was ready to hunt for my dragon lord.
I slippe
