Aaron James

The Anguish of Being Human

There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Well, except for Jekaar, of course, but most days he didn’t feel the part. Jekaar casually strolled down the sidewalk with the city burning around him, hands tucked deep inside the pockets of his trousers. The screams of the dying humans crying out in the mountainside city around him would have normally rallied excitement within him, but the thrill of the hunt wasn’t his to claim. Not even the dwarf attempting to put out the fire in his beard with ale could draw out a chuckle. This curse, barring him from pillaging alongside his brothers and sisters in the skies, was near torturous for him. As it turned out, there was a fate worse than death...being stuck in the form of a human.