The Dragon Tamer

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Garcia's POV

The bloodbath, the death, and the screaming of agony made me jolt in fear. I immediately woke up and found myself in the forest, where I had slept. My heart was aching, and tears burned my eyes; I couldn't move, nor could I say a word. I remembered what happened to me and how I ended up in the forest. My heart was beating erratically, and I noticed that the place was still dark. I was trying hard to decipher my environment, and I was glad that I was safe. I remembered the way both my parents were killed, so I had to run away to avoid any more disappointment.

Tears filled my eyes, and I just needed to calm my nerves. I drew in a sharp breath while trying to adjust to my environment. The feeling was still new to me; this was the first time I found myself in such a crucial situation, and it made me slightly restless. So I stood up from the ground. I needed to find shelter because I didn't want to end up like a rogue wolf. The forest was still dark, so it made me scared. I couldn't find my way ahead; my heart was beating so fast, and I wanted to get rid of every thought of pain and misfortune. I was running so fast; I could feel the tears threatening to fall on my cheeks; I could feel the pain, the hurt, and the agony. I tried as hard as possible to keep calm, but everything was hurting while I was thinking about what I had experienced before coming here.

But then I heard the loud sound of horses trooping in my direction. I was breathing so hard. I recalled how I had narrowly escaped death—how my parents were killed right in front of my eyes. I don't want to experience that again. I closed my eyes and told myself that everything was going to be alright, but I could also feel my wolf; she was as scared as I was. So I immediately started running even faster. I could hear the sound of trooping horses getting closer. I was so scared, and I didn't know how to escape.

I clearly remember how those groups of dragons came and burned the entire pack and left our houses with nothing. Other people were riding horses; they came to finish off any survivors. It made me very restless and uncomfortable when I thought of how my mother cried and my father gave up his life to save me. Guilt haunted me as those thoughts seeped in. But then I heard the voice of the riders: "There she is; she's sitting over there." When I heard that, I closed my eyes and waited for death because there was no use fighting. But then I remembered, my brother, that I'd do anything to be with him.

I remembered how he had run away; I had to find him at least. So, with a heavy breath, I stood up and started running towards the deepest part of the forest, despite knowing that they had already seen me and that their horses were getting closer. I still wanted to find a way out of this situation, so I urged myself and continued running.

The thought of everything came like a shocking bolt. "Get her!" one of the men yelled at the top of his voice, so they increased their speed, and so did I. Even though I knew for sure that I couldn't compete with the speed of a horse, I still managed. With a heavy sigh, I came to a halt when I saw where I was. I was standing on high land, and below was water flowing in waves.

It was clear that it was a river and that it was leading somewhere. I attempted to see the end of the angry waves, but it was unending. No, I can't jump into that deep and angry water. I turned to see the horses getting closer and closer. "Faster and get a hold of her," one of the men yelled even louder this time. I turned to look into his eyes; he had a scar beside his right eye. I was terrified; I couldn't move an inch, and my body wavered. But then I had just three seconds to think; I had to jump or be caught and eventually tortured.

'Jump,' my wolf sounded so loud that I lost my balance, and I ended up falling to the ground. I closed my eyes and waited for the pain. The place was so high to the extent that it took twenty long seconds before I landed in the water. I didn't know how to swim, yet I ended up landing. In such a mess, I tried swimming, but my body felt heavy, and when I looked down, I noticed my leg was stuck between two rocks. I can't swim either, nor can I remove my leg from between the rocks. I was struggling and calling out for help. The pain was too much for me to bear; as if that's not enough, I heard a loud rumbling wave; it was aiming at me, and it was unwaveringly fierce. I closed my eyes and waited for death.

There was only one wish I had, which was to at least get the opportunity to meet my brother again, but I couldn't. It made me feel like I had failed, and I felt even more guilty. I was lacking air, so I opened my mouth to breathe, but I ended up gulping a huge chunk of water. And I had already given in to death.

The darkness enveloped me and overtook me. It was almost like an eternity when I was brought to the light. And I saw a young man with long silver hair; his long lashes fluttered, and his golden-hued eyes melted my soul. He was wearing white linen clothes matching his silver hair; his lips were the purest red; and his silky hair made me awed in fascination as I stared at him. I touched his face, and I felt the softness of it; it reminded me of a baby's skin.

Then I asked, "Am I in heaven, and are you an angel?"