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Chapters (50)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
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  49. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  50. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

“YOU CAN SEE FOR YOURSELF THAT IT IS GONE!” the Old One shouted. “THERE ARE NO MORE DRAGONS.”

“Your children are gone,” Fort said quietly, hoping this wasn’t a huge mistake. “But that doesn’t have to be the end of their species. You brought the others out of magic, created them out of nothing, right? Why can’t you then—”

The Old One reared back in surprise. “CREATE ONE ANEW?”

Fort nodded and braced himself for anything, readying a teleportation spell back to his bedroom in his aunt’s apartment.

But instead of incinerating him with fire or ripping him apart with his claws, the Old One seemed to be… thinking. “IT COULD NEVER HEAL THE LOSS,” he said finally. “BUT PERHAPS IT WOULD IN SOME WAY PUT RIGHT THAT WHICH HAS BEEN MADE WRONG.”

“A new dragon could be created in honor of the ones that came before it,” Fort said, still waiting for the creature to change his mind.

The dragon picked up the egg on the ground and wrapped his massive hands around it. Even next to the Old One, the egg looked gigantic, but Fort supposed any animal the size of a dragon would have to come out of a pretty big egg.

The dragon closed his eyes, his hands glowing bright blue as the egg slowly knitted itself closed, its cracks filling over until it looked whole and unbroken. The light in the egg now grew even more intense than the dragon’s hands, and Fort covered his eyes to keep from going blind. Behind him, he could hear the police shouting and footsteps heading around the sides of his teleportation circle, only to stop as they were blinded just as he was.

“It’s okay!” Fort shouted, hoping they’d listen. “He’s not going to hurt anyone!”

“What is it doing?” one of the cops yelled.

“Righting a wrong!” Fort shouted back.

The blue light was now so strong that Fort could feel its chill even from several yards away. The cold light of Healing—no, Corporeal magic—passed through his body, and all the aches and pains he’d gotten in the last week disappeared, from training with Sergeant Tower to falling in the Dracsi cavern to even a bit of a runny nose, healed like they’d never existed to begin with.

“I… I AM NOT AS STRONG AS I ONCE WAS,” he heard the Old One say, his voice sounding less powerful than it had. “I HAVE BEEN IMPRISONED SO LONG. I AM NOT SURE I CAN—”

“You can do this!” Fort shouted, feeling energized from the Healing magic. “Remember what they mean to you, and don’t let anything stop you from bringing them back!”