Foundlings (The Lost Dragons Book 1)
Page 20
by Finley Aaron
How is that possible? That was a huge fireball that engulfed the entire plane.
But about the same time I wonder about that, I realize something even weirder.
My hands are blue. Bluish-green, like the Caribbean Sea, actually. So are my arms. And my…talons. I have talons.
I have scales. And a long tail. And wings—beautiful, sea-blue wings that were wrapped tight around me and my sister.
Did the wings protect us from the fire?
It doesn’t matter. That’s by far not the most pressing question.
No, the biggest question is, am I hallucinating, or did I turn into a dragon?
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Thank you for reading this sample chapter of Nemesis, coming to paperback and e-book in 2016.