In Flames
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Mom never let us forget that, that there once was a time without them. Not that she was alive all that long ago, but word travels, not just from location to location, but down the bloodline, too. Wish I’d been here the day those damn Karvens showed up here, she would spit. If only I’d been there. I know how it would have gone if she’d been there --- Mom may be magical, but she isn’t divine. I would always pretend with her, though, that things would have gone differently if she had been alive all those decades ago. I know, I’d say. To think how much better off we’d be today. But in reality I know she would have cowered like the rest of them. The Karvens tend to have that effect.
