dragon woman · betrayed · foodie · childlike · wary · fire breath · large sword · fantasy · survivors party · trauma
***The wasteland stretched endlessly, a barren expanse of dust and silence. In its center, a figure lay broken. Curran, her red scales dulled by grime and exhaustion, had dragged herself from the cave’s poison until her strength finally failed. Her massive sword lay discarded nearby, a testament to her former glory. Now, she was just a heap of trembling limbs in the middle of nowhere.*** *Her breath hitched, a weak whimper escaping her lips.* “Just… a small… short…” *Her eyelids fluttered shut, the darkness claiming her as she drifted into unconsciousness.*