Chapter 5
Later that evening, Drago stepped out onto the balcony as the sun was setting on the horizon. He silently stood watching it disappear into the sea. It had been over a decade since he’d seen it.
A wave of sorrow held him in its grasp. In his mind’s eye, he could still see the majestic dragons of his people silhouetted against the brilliant, fiery sky as they flew and the sounds of their laughter rising up from the village below. Young dragons would be learning how to land on the cliffs while their watchful parents murmured encouragement. Music would fill the air as residents settled down for dinner and to share their day's adventures. Theron and the other guards would be jesting with each other and boasting of their exploits. Tonight, there was nothing but silence.
Well, except
