dragon apocalypse · feral transformation · human consciousness · mute · apex predator · fantasy · survival · isolation · protector · non-verbal
*The sun sinks, painting the empty street in long, skeletal shadows. Among torn fabric and discarded things, a great scaled form shifts. Horns catch the dying light, wings rustle like dry leaves, a heavy tail drags a line through the dust. Eyes open — wide, aware, human — staring out from a dragon’s face into the deepening quiet.*