HERA
I awake to a world of pain.
My neck is stiff and my mouth is dry, almost like I had spent the night downing tankards of ale in some gods forsaken tavern.
Or fighting for my life.
Sunlight much too bright even to my half awakened brain streams in from the window to my right and I struggle to open my eyes.
Except they feel like they have been glued shut and the bright light makes the headache I have suddenly just discovered I have all the more worse.
I decide there and then that for the reminder of my mortal life in the dragon realm I would not be caught dead within so much as a whiff of the Elder forest.
When I finally do manage to open one eye, the light feels like hot coals on my eyeballs and I raise one hand to shade my face.
Any other day, any other place and I would have
