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foresight to put them on.
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While I was hanging there considering my options, the thing s tail wrapped itself
around my body and started squeezing and steadily pulling at me. My thighs held tight
for several minutes and then started burning from the force I was exerting. Until I
thought they might spontaneously combust from the fire in them. What to do I
wondered. Realizing if I simply let go, I d still be wrapped up in the tail and I wasn t
sure how that would work out for me. Not that hanging around here was any better. In
fact, I could feel my ribs starting to compress. It seemed I didn t have much choice and I
just let go. That was a mistake, I thought as the tail lifted me up and flung me across the
floor.
I flipped over twice and skidded several feet. My hair wrapped around me like
Spanish moss and I struggled with it while I lay on my side and tried to pull air into my
collapsed lungs. The Dragon seemed to smile at me and rested its head on its shoulder,
while I pushed myself up into a seated position and proceeded to braid my hair. I stared
back at it all the while considering my options. I used a strip I cut from the bottom of my
dress to tie off my hair and pulled my legs to the side then rested on one arm. Obviously
the direct approach wasn t going to work here. And I was fairly lucky I d only received a
couple bruises instead of broken bones for my trouble. What I needed& was a plan. My
goal was to sit on the throne. Apparently the throne s goal was to keep me from mine.
The longer I waited the more animated the thing got. I couldn t shift to Dragon so that
left me with what? I wondered, chewing at my bottom lip. Use my strengths Grandma
had said, and I debated on what that might mean.
I tried listing my strengths in my head and pretty much came up empty. I didn t
think swords or martial arts were going to help. In fact I had just done a good job
proving this thing wasn t going to be impressed by my speed or agility. So I
could& what else could I do? I d refined being irritating down to a science, but didn t
think that would work. I was just starting to be able to move things around with my
mind. I could apparently speak with certain animals, and they with me. And I was fairly
good with touching others with my emotions& .hmmm I wondered and my eyes
narrowed. Something Gareth had once said stuck out in the back of my mind. I think
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we d been discussing Belinda at the time& .something about only Gold s being
female& but the throne before me had sifted to& Bronze. And females were only ever
gold or red or blue or green. I was fairly certain that s what he said. This meant the
Dragon& .was male. I pushed myself up off the floor gracefully and nearly smiled when
the thing slowly lifted its head and flicked out its tongue.
Obviously brute force wasn t going to get the deed done. Maybe what we needed
here was a maiden. And what was it Dragons were known for? Why stealing gold,
razing herds and& .eating virgin maidens. I wasn t exactly a virgin anymore& but I was
still female. Even better& I was a Dragoness! I flowed across the floor toward the
beast& thrusting out my chest and rolling my hips while I smiled shyly and lowered my
gaze, watching it through my lashes. The vibration started up in the floor again and a low
humming noise whispered across my mind. The eyes whirled slowly and I lifted my
arms over my head and twirled slowly, my turn bringing me nearly within reach of the
tail again. I moved to the right away from my Grandfather and back toward the court,
keeping my eyes on the Dragon who flicked his tongue again and slowly rotated his head
to follow me.
With my mind I reached out and slowly stroked the space between his eyes and
watched in anticipation as he reared back then bared his teeth at me. Hmmm& I
murmured and sent my mental touch under his chin and down the underside of his throat.
He growled and snapped his teeth at me while he flared his slightly in warning. Here
Dragon Dragon. I called to him in a teasing voice and mentally scratched at the ridge
just above his eye. I scratched him in the same place which always seemed to send Spot
into ecstasy.
The Dragon made a harrumphing noise and pulled his tail back around to the front
as I came to a stop back where I d originally started. His claws flexed several times and I
considered his body. Now where on a male Dragon is the most sensitive spot I
wondered. Not having ever really given it any thought before. Sheesh where on any
male is the most sensitive spot? I rolled my eyes when my mind was suddenly filled with
amused voices all muttering things that caused my ears to turn pink. I didn t need the
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distraction and raised my upper shield and sighed softly as the peaceful sounds of silence
surrounded me.
The Dragon made a strange noise and shook its head while its large bronze eyes
started whirling. I looked at it curiously and lowered my Dragonsward, watching as its
eyes slowed then stopped. Smiling I raised my shield again and his began whirling once
more and this time the tail whipped across the floor toward me, missing me by just
inches. I watched it closely noticing that my shield seemed to excite it though I wasn t
sure why. Tilting my head to the side I tried something new. Hello handsome can you
hear me? I called to the Dragon and it made a chirping noise that ended on a warble,
that was not unlike the sound Talon made.
Within my mind a picture formed sent by something& definitely male. It was a
glyph or symbol and I could see it but did not understand its meaning. I m sorry I do
not recognize what that is. I told him softly then moved another step or two in his
direction. His tail flicked slightly but stayed where it was. May I approach? I asked in
my most innocent voice and he seemed to consider my question but didn t move. I took a
step forward inching my way toward him slowly while in my mind several other images
flashed& the last I recognized as the symbol for man and woman. It was a symbol used
by one of the ancient races of South America, Peru I think. And they were called& the
Chavins. My memory for these things was usually very good, but seeing as how they
lived almost three thousand years ago and given the fact I was a little distracted, it was
difficult to recall all of the details.
The Chavins lived during the Bronze Age and had a language that consisted of
glyphs and pictures which only their priests could read. I think they made blood
sacrifices to their god and they were all about& fertility and harvest. They worshiped
jaguars, hawks and& a large snake. A large winged snake. In fact it might well have
been a& Dragon. Interesting that the throne would be feeding me pictures of a deceased
race. A race that specialized in bronze sculptures of females representing fertility and the
harvest. I wasn t certain what it was trying to tell me. Actually I was somewhat
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