《Dragon's Misery》Nightmare
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She's here, don't let her get away!
I was running in a forest and I heard the dogs barking, fast, faster, I have to cross the bridge I cross and I go into a bunker and I close the rusty door. I go down the stairs and I find myself in a huge concrete tunnel lit by faint light bulbs that have been through the war.
I set off and go out into a cave that turns out to be a disused railway tunnel. There, I arrive at a river bort and a lot of people are on the lawn sunbathing.
Dogs and policemen are on a freight train, low cars and they are howling and their screams mix with the sound of the train rushing into the cave. The people don't pay attention then I go home and I see a skink on the ground, poor beast it's going to freeze to death and I want to pick it up and by stabbing into it I get the wrong body and it was a cobra. It turns around and bites my nose. I'm pissing blood and my throat starts to swell and I'm choking. Mommy, mommy, help, help me, I'm dying.
Then I heard a voice saying to me: "Then burn them all..."
And I was flying over cities, villages and streams of lava were coming out of my mouth and behind me and everywhere underneath me was the inferno.
The heat was stifling, I was dying of heat and suddenly I woke up delirious.
"Mommy, I want my scooter."
I was soaking wet and shaking, I was very hot and I was very cold too.
I asked Darkia: "Mommy, I'm cold, can you put a blanket on me, in English... She put her paw on my forehead and I fainted again."
I was dripping with fever and Darkia started blowing lightly on me.
Her wounds were healing and she caught me in her paws.
"My poor little one," she tried so hard to console me.
I was a little older than her daughter, but she was grateful that I had saved her and especially her daughter Zmei.
"Harkor! My poor darling, how I miss you!" she cried so over me!
And she blew cold to bring down the fever.
I was delirious, but slowly my delirium returned to a sweet sleep.
Darkia began to cuddle me: "Poor Vermi, she didn't know her mother... I'll cuddle you like a mother knows what to do to her daughter."
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She hummed a little ditty she used to sing to Zmei when she was a little girl to put her to sleep.
Unconsciously, I shook my hand/paw around Darkia's elbow and mumbled "Mommy..."
in my dream, everything was delirious and i had all kinds of mommies...
I had Fushia, who I knew for 2 days and who was beautiful and nice but she was crying but I also had my mum Annie from when I was human and now I have a Black Dragon mum who used to rock me, I was in a cradle of hot stones and I was good and she was singing lullabies to me and I kissed her and said Mummy, but in the distance I was outside and in the desert of sand and Egyptian rock but not really, there was a temple in a gorge and I was on a stone receptacle, a golden altar.

The people had worshipped this temple and the goddess who sheltered it, but they had been dead for a long time. I was an egg. The people had died around the altar almost to dust, but one of their limbs was severed.
Triple crowns were drawn on the stone, everywhere.
Hieroglyphics that I didn't know were inscribed but said my name, another name but I knew it was mine and was next to the name of the three-headed dragon Queen Titan, the true queen of the universe, finally ours.
Above her altar, not mine which was a cradle for the eggs, was a huge bronze mirror, round, whose edges drew a long dragon holding its tail and surmounted by a halo with a crowned 3-headed dragon .
At the foot of the altar was a receptacle, like a sink connected to a round concave stone with the same design engraved in it.
Then, the mirror seemed to become black and then luminous and I saw black fire inside in the light.
And that fire was calling to me...
"Come, my child! I'm waiting for you!"
And black brambles filled all the space in the mirror and I looked out the other side and I saw a sheet lying on top of me and this sheet was held by Gram, Graham Zola!
"Is he impregnated?"
"I don't think so! But it is viable! It needs to be rehydrated, fertilized and ... Did you see all those dead people? There are hundreds of dead!"
"Yes, they were all killed by the caretaker, without exception. "
"My idiot son has to be good for something. At least he opened the sanctuary entrance and he will sow this egg and the second one next to it well. Luckily he has my genes, I dare not imagine him as a pure dragon! Red dragons are really wild but surprisingly the most compatible with us..."
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"Luckily the troops of the black pharaoh Niarlarthothep were defeated in Akhenaten's time only the guardian and the eggs she managed to pass. Had there been more sacrifices, mankind would have been exterminated or, at best, slaves and snacks for this monster."
"But what I am most afraid of is the stupidity of Ignar! He understands beef for cow, pretends to study while he watches Bigles and Black and Mortimer comics and all those black-and-white adventure movie turnips!"
"Give him a chance to raise those eggs, his protective instincts will guide him instead of intelligence."
"Maybe you're right, we've got the crazy girl in the cage, I think he loves playing with it, Fushia I think..."
Morthales: "But his games are violent! He calls her a Jew! And every time he puts his swastika on, you can hear them screaming, him in German and her in Yiddish!" One of these days they're gonna kill her, we should let her go!"
"And she'll come back with the knights and dragon-fighters! You know she was raised by a human whose village was razed to the ground by the Elves and she's been crazy ever since!"
"What can we do? She' s a submissive beast. A 6 year old kid who shoots into a 20 meter dragon only risks being crushed when she submits! she just crawls... I pity the poor creature."
"Well, Ignar only has to straighten her up, at least it will keep him busy and he will get to know the female gender, he's too stupid to turn into a human! He succeeds one limb at a time. Either it's the head, or an arm, or something I don't dare talk about... It's better that he stays as a dragon, at least, when he's quiet, he's handsome and scary."
"Ignar, come HERE! Ignar, come HERE!"
"Yes, daddy?? Have you found some toys?"
"But, Arrgh! HOW OLD ARE YOU????
"You and your friend Fushia are going to move to the mountains. You can come whenever you want, you're my son, a dragon, but you're my son, okay? Listen to me instead of touching the symbols!
You make children with Fushia and raise them. You sow these two eggs that you will mix with the others. Fushia will know how to do it. When they hatch, you will raise them and teach them to hunt and you will introduce them to me. I can't wait to see my grandchildren. OK? OK??????"
Ignar took the eggs to a protective trunk and repeated the message in his head.
"Eat the kids with Fushia, bring back some students, stick the two eggs in Fushia to make a mixture, Fushia will make it. Ahn yes, she'll be in hell! Make Fushia go to hell, kidnap the students and chase them away downstairs! What does that mean, hate?? Hate?? Oh yes, I hate my grandchildren... "Pff always complicated stuff...but I love daddy and he won't be disappointed....
FEAR
madness
nonsense
Tell me I'm dreaming! You're not! Either he's deaf, or he's an idiot!......Ignar.. Idiot...!!!!!!!!
I've got to wake up!
Ah, I'm finally opening my eyes,
Darkia had fallen asleep on top of me, cuddling me and licking my head.
Aye, it hurts all over!
Darkia woke up very slowly, like me.
"Vermi, better, I see! Your fever's down! You were burning up so I cooled you down a little."
"You're great, Darkia!, I wish I'd known a mother like you!"
"But, sweetie, I could never take your mommy's place, but I can cuddle you like an old friend or an aunt or a substitute mommy. I just want to be nice to you and give you back some affection you never had."
"Thank you, it feels good to talk to someone who understands me, who I can confide in, I have my little sister that I protect but it's not the same, I miss my mommy. I think my mother was adopted too, her name was Fushia but everything tells me that my real mother is someone else who calls me! But she's a mother, not a mum and she terrifies me. I'm afraid of her. Everything tells me to run away from her. I'm scared, Darkia, and that horrible dream I just had. "Queen Titan."
Darkia froze for a moment and looked at the emptiness, but then she resumed the massages and gave me a kiss.
Don't be afraid Vermi, I'm here.
Then I went back to sleep, under her wing, nice and warm and it felt great. I wanted it to last forever!
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