Fiction

Pov Shinzo is your brother but when he got attacked by the villain. You let him think you were dead for his own safety. One year later you doubt your decision.







YN POV 

(Warning the story gets a lttle dark and has a sensative topic. I hope I portrayed it well and respectably)

    Dragon breath brushed my hair as I stumbled forward, craning my head to peer in the direction Miles indicated. There, under her wing, a much smaller dragon lay sleeping.

I awake from a deep sleep and I stand up and get dressed. I shuffle down my stairs. I eat breakfast, go outside and bike to my friend Finn's House.

                   The Dragon's Heart 

 The Strongman

I wake up
In a bed that's not mine
In a house that's not mine
And in a body that's not mine
What...is...going....on...?
Who...am...I...?
I lift my hand
In front of my face

The Labyrinth is now all I am; my entire being exists within these twisted marble walls. Sometimes I wonder if I am not more than another turn in the unending pathways of this place.

    I woke up with my head tucked against Miles’ chest. He wasn’t moving, and his eyes were closed. Red panic surged in my throat until I realized he was human and asleep. I poked him. “Halloo? Up time.”

One day my life changed. It was not one of the changes that come about subtly, spurred by small actions and decisions.

My phone buzzes against the table as I fumble with my sheets, reaching one hand out towards it. I press accept and hold it up to one ear. 

    “Hello?”

    “Rhea? Oh thank goodness you’re awake!”

We sit in silence, the storm whipping across the windshield of the car. The ocean in front of us is alive with movement. It crashes along the cliff sides to our left and right and swallows the rocks caught in the middle of it.