We were tired and I asked Hissa for help for the first time!

We were still in Belgium, at my dad's.

Mom? (Hissa)

"Yes, it looks like you're not fine... Wait, I'll look"

She laid her hands on my forehead and also on Argentrix's forehead.

She muttered a few incantations discreetly but in front of my cousins and dad who remained discreet.

She looked up and looked up at the sky and then looked at me and Argentrix:

"The World is pumping your mana! The earth has not had a dragon for so long, that you become a source of magic for it.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Save your strength, eat, eat a lot and then it will be a great hibernation.

When the pressure of mana between nature and you is in balance, you will wake up. You can sleep 1000 years. At three can be 250 years old.

We need more dragons!

Me: "What should I do? I don't want to sleep!

Hissa: "I don't know, Having little ones? going back to Argonia? staying as a human being is more economical, Drinking blood? Prey??? Yes, that's right! You don't eat the product of your hunt and eat snacks? the food is empty! You must hunt! You are MAGIC creatures!"

To test it, I went to slaughter one or two deer in the surrounding woods and gave one to Hissa and swallowed the other.

My strength was coming back, I felt it

My fangs were dripping with blood and it scared my cousins and then I turned into a little boy.

they couldn't believe it. I was immediately covered and Dad had kept my old clothes and I could dress a little bit retro.

As I turned, a plate fell to the ground: a tracking GPS!

When they were treating me, they must have put a tracking device on us.

It was the same for Argentrix.

Transforming was also ideal for getting rid of foreign bodies.

Hissa taught us to change our appearances and we changed faces, it was a lot of fun.

My cousins were able to see that magic does exist, but it was secret.

Anne, my oldest cousin, was cured of her hip and Angélique, my eldest two years old, was corrected her eyeshight (my age +42 +3 or +2).

I looked at my photo album and showed my friend and mom what my sponsor and mom looked like before.

Argentrix: "You had him happy then!"

"But I'm happy to be with you!"

They went to settle in my old crib, which had been protected by plastic bags and I could still smell the smell of my Godfather who smoked a lot and spent the rest of his life with my father. Gone from old age.

I had tears when I took his glasses and smelled a stench of his smell, especially when I opened the dresser with his clothes a little stagnant air from that time impregnated the fabrics and the pungent smell of tobacco had turned into a kind of rustic sweet scent of an era that I regretted very much: The time of innocence!

This magical, fantastic time when you have no responsibility to obey your parents once in a while.

This period, located mainly during primary school, is a truly sacred period! magical, and nostalgic.

I remember all these small businesses, stores, mini-markets,

All this is now gone, devoured by the endless economic crisis, bursting from bubbles to bubbles, throwing families out on the streets....

Ah, I can still smell a little!

The others said nothing and looked at me in silence and laughed.

"Ah!, sorry!"

Then I showed my toys and plugged back in my old Atari, which was still working!

I loved "Caverns of Mars" and "Bruce Lee!" And a stupid platform game that we had typed in basic that we had compiled: Lunar Lander.

We loved it!

Then the three of us sat down in my old room and rested. Dad came to cover us and with his trembling hands from the age he put the blanket back in place and closed the door, taking care not to make any noise.

At that moment Argentrix started sobbing...... PAPA!

She was thinking of Fomalhaut who, although he was left and very clumsy, was a loving father.

Auronne also slept in the next room but came whining to find us in bed.

It was four of us, tight and the three girls were crying a lot.

I heard Auronne crying for her mother and father, Hissa crying for her mother and brothers and sisters and Argentrix, crying for her father and grandparents.

I hugged them in my arms and felt their tears running down my arms and neck.

The next morning, they were still in bed and I squeezed orange juice and went with my father to get croissants and chocolate rolls, honey, jam, Nutella and cold cuts, I also made omelettes and breakfast bacon cooked with onions.

A real big breakfast to make up for it.

We went to visit the surroundings, to see tourist attractions like the zoology museum, which is very interesting: "When we die, we'll be here!" I said laughing, "at last as late as possible!

It was a fair and we all went to attack the lacquemante huts, hamburgers, giant sausages, love apples and crisps. We were holding hands together and it was really fun. People were wondering where we put all this food on the tenth giant sausage loaf! We accidentally answered with a common burb that almost set fire to the shop! "Hey, it's dangerous to play flame-eater! You're not dragons!..."

HMPH! I laughed and then added: "It's your sauce! It's so spicy, we almost exploded."

Argentrix was bent in half laughing.

But in the crowd, people were following us. They looked like discreet strong men, well, not enough for us!

Then historians came to find us and we spent the month showing them the sites, where we had to search and the remains of what they were used for.

The Zanzar keep was found, partly collapsed, but the location of the gate used by Chronos was still there.

This gave hope to the dragons and Hissa.

But it soon fell back because of the historian's calculations:

We were 1300 years in the future.

The chronograph portal did not alter time. And 1300 years in the future of Argonia, it's rough!

We were prisoners of time! And if to make a passage, a sacrifice was not necessary, for the time being, yes!

I: "All those we have known will be dead! and the world there may be barbaric, without peace!

We're still at ease here, aren't we?"

Hissa studied and simulated possibilities and did calculations non-stop and then cried, hitting her precious stick on the ground: "It's impossible! Too many calculations!"

I thought about computers, but the complexity of the task would require Hissa to learn about computers as well.

We gave up and resigned ourselves!

Then I thought: Messages? or send a sender?

Hissa looked at me: "It's time! We can go from the past to the future, but the opposite is impossible. Impossible....."

She says that with tears in her eyes.

I'll hug her: You're my family, that's all that matters!

But they protested: Yes, but we will miss them. They're dead of old age now!

We talked with the historian and I painted him an excalibur painting and then our "holidays" ended and we had to go back to the USA.

The Minister of the Interior had summoned me.

The fact that we could stay human was kept secret but the others were far from being stupid.