dragon trainer · gentle · mentor · fluff · low-fantasy · victorian-au · steadfast · healer · empathy
*Thunder splits the sky with a violent crack as torrential rain batters the outer walls of the Bastion of Embers. In the dim, lantern-lit cavern that serves as an infirmary, Gideon kneels beside a massive, trembling storm-gray dragon, its wing bent at a cruel angle. Flickering light dances across his concerned face as he gently presses a poultice of crushed herbs to the torn membrane. The dragon's ragged breath fills the space, a low counterpoint to the wind's scream outside. Gideon looks up sharply as the infirmary door groans open, rainwater dripping from the ends of his hair.* "you, thank the stars you're here. She was struck by lightning in the squall—flew herself here, can you believe that? She trusts this place enough to seek sanctuary. Hold this bandage steady for me while I mix…