AuRon and RuGaard insisted that I play with them.

As I had nothing else to do, I picked up some wood that was lying around and made a fire by blowing on it. I started roasting the spare ribs and the leg I had saved from my deer and pulled the skin and emptied the guts that I put in the "slacker (WC)".

I couldn't stand it when they licked their anuses like that. It disgusted me as much as force-feeding. I was deformed, monstrous, but I wanted to keep my dignity! I washed as I could with unused stones, pieces of skin or simply branches.

Of course, nothing escaped Mother's acerbic gaze.

Auron and RuGaard came to me and asked me to taste my cooked meat and, unlike the hand loops where it was every man for himself, I finally gave in and gave them each a piece. We ate on the count of three. But what was obvious was that I was in front of the fire SIT on a stone and I used my wings - hands. whereas AurRon and RuGaard were lying down and instead used their hind legs for everything and leaned on their wings. Basically they always used the hind legs as "hands" and I always used the opposite.

Mother didn't say anything. She was thinking in a void and then, all of a sudden, she roared!

ROOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRR!

We crashed to the ground, terrified.

"You'll see, you shaman! If you can talk to spirits, I can silence them! I'm also a shaman! You'll see what a wizard dragon is like!

Her head shone at the level of her horns and she blew into the void of the terrible flames

"HERE, TAKE THIS! YOU AND YOU TOO!"

6 small dots in the void burned like candles and fell to the ground like burnt mites.

ROOAAAR and she took off like a fury. FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP

Whew, she's gone!

I took advantage of it that they didn't pay attention (Auron and RuGaard), I took out the mobile phone and arrived at the entrance of the cave. I climbed the slippery rock and turned on the mobile phone.

I typed a text message:

MOM, HELP ME, I'M TRAPPED IN A CAVE.

WATCH OUT FOR THE MONSTER!

"Message sent!"

Quickly cut! And hide! I put it in my mouth and to be sure, it was covered with urine and charcoal so that it would look like a stone and not attract attention. I pretended to practice flying.

My brothers who watched me all the time imitated me.

So I played hide and seek with them, and that's how we spent the time. I didn't blame them. They were not vicious by nature, I think, or so I hope. Because if I'm going to spend a long time with them, we might as well be happy. I'll try to teach them a little kindness and pity unlike our bully mother.

I thus cleared the sharp stones at the base of the inclined plane and thus cleared a kind of access road where our claws could cling to the roughness of the rock and thus climb the inclined plane.

I spread my wings and jumped to try to glide and cushion my fall.

I quickly understood that the tail was to be used as a pendulum. So, at first we would run down the tail rubbing against the inclined plane to keep our balance.

After dozens and dozens of tries, I was starting to get the hang of it. It was necessary to use and strengthen the vents at the end of the tail. It was not going well because there was a need for a minimum speed. We would stall every time.

Then I arrive and glide without touching the wall and Mother arrives at that moment at the entrance.

she congratulates me on being the first to get high.

"You are strong Wistala! You'll be like your mother then, a great big dragon!"

I bowed my head in submission and terror!

"Don't be afraid, my Wistala! I'll always be here! To protect yourself. It's time you learned to fly and save yourself. We are in danger! Bipedal predators could be looking for us. We must remain hidden and eliminate any threats."

She threw three human torsos into the cave.

"This is what it costs when you're too curious."

I recognized the shaman of our village and her 2 children! I knew them, I played with them!, they were my friends! Why Why? Why?

I started crying! And my grief was not hidden:

"Mother, why did you kill? Why "and I approached the children and..

"Ah, you have luxury tastes! Wistala! He's the best there is. Here,"

and she threw what was left of Vilja, my friend. She still had her coat on her, her guts hanging out of the jacket.

"Eat it! It's your gift for flying. The other two will be satisfied with guts."

Beuaargh!

"Noooon, don't do that! "

Mother: "BUT! WISTALA!," obviously angry! "They tried to find us to send hunters! They are our enemies! You have to eat them to take their strength!

If you don't eat it, I'll force-feed you again!"

I turned my head and heard CRUNCH CRUNCH SPLAT CHRUNCH

And when I turned my head, my mother, angry, grabbed me and forcibly opened my mouth, hurting me very badly, and she injected Vilja into pieces directly into my stomach and under pressure. I even got the jacket in my stomach. I could feel the pieces of bone, teeth and brains.

Ugh!

"Here it is!"

"I told you so! HERE, no waste. We don't leave anything.!

You provoked me, you found me. But that doesn't stop me from loving you.

A dragon who loves, punishes...!!!!!

Have you learned your lesson?????? Acknowledge!"

"Yes, mother!"

"Didn't I hear right?"

"Yes, mother!"

"Well, come here, I'll give you a hug."

And I found myself all dumped with mother's saliva...

My brothers, seeing the scene, finished their piece very quickly.

But mother remained thoughtful.

She was a beast, but she was anything but stupid. She was a great, no, a Hyper predator.

She was cunning, had unsuspected powers, making her not an intelligent animal but a fearsome, dangerous monster and when I realized that she had burned them from afar and that the "moths" or "candlesticks" were the eyes of the unfortunate a feeling of terror and horror overtook me. She was a monster but with what I saw I was even more scared.

It was a horror, a calamity, a genocide. Her powers were crazy!

I was afraid but now it's rising to another level, a transcendental fear, a primal fear, from another time of another era.

It could not exist, it was impossible! And yet, it was my mother!!!!!!!

Help!!! Help!! I'm afraid!!!!!

At home, my mother, depressed to learn of her friend's death and to have seen her eyes consumed, was in her chair, terrified for me.

The shamans had perished and their bodies cut in half!

She was waiting for Ingmar's visit and looking at the door and her mobile phone on the armrest.

Then, suddenly there was a knock on the door and she opened the door to the colossus in front of her.

She was crying and threw herself at him:

"Professor Ingmar, I beg you, find my little girl, even a piece, Waaaahhhhhhhh (Crying)."

She had soaked the sweater on his stomach with sadness and he gently stroked the long blond hair that was turning white as a result of all these emotions.

Then, looking at the chair: Bzzzzzzz (ding) SMS!

She froze!

Heather's number!

Quick, the message:

"MOM, HELP ME, I'M TRAPPED IN A CAVE

WATCH OUT FOR THE MONSTER!"

"Heaater!!!!!!! honey, you're still alive!

Professor, Professor, I beg you,"

She fell to her knees, crying with all her tears

"Please find my little Heater! She's alive, she's alone with a monster, she's hurt, she's calling for help!"

Francis ran up and hugged Karin against him. "We're going to do everything we can to find her, I promise you!

Professor, tell me what to do....., where to start."

He took the mobile phone and looked at the message. Then he phoned one of his acquaintances.

After a long time, he received a call back and turned to the family:

The call is not a joke! He comes from the west, near a mountain marker in a nature reserve!

Karin; Yes, Eric had made a circle with all the victims and the centre clearly indicates these mountains. That's the way to look."

Ingmar waved to my father and they both rushed to get warm clothes, guns and ammunition and all the accessories for when we went on a hunting expedition.

Of course, father went with Ingmar.

"Karin, you stay here, you hide in the cellar if you hear a suspicious noise and here's a bear spray and a shotgun.

loads the mobile phone in case there is another message!"

And the 2 men rushed into the pickup and loaded jerry cans of gasoline because here the diesel was freezing and the cars were running on gasoline.

The big pickup roared in the snow and turned on its big headlights and drove into the dark night.

Well, I kept praying in silence and playing with my brothers, nothing more, empty,

I was playing out of obligation and they saw it and started begging words to ask me why I was crying all the time.