Emerald Eyes

Finally after 3 years of searching, I had found my little sister. There was only one problem, directly on top of the cage that she was locked in slept an emerald green elder dragon.

Why didn't the cage crumple under its weight? I don't know. Was my sister even alive? I didn't know that either. I crept around the boulder that shielded me from the dragon's eyes and took a closer look. There she was, but the emerald eyes that used to shine looked so hollow and

vapid. He pulse was faint but I knew my sister’s will was strong. She might live if I could get to a hospital but there seemed to be no way to get her out without drawing the dragon’s attention. I knew I would have to find a way to distract it.

The dragon’s body seemed to be in a constant state of motion, its muscles rolled continuously under those green scales. I didn’t have anything on me, and I was going to heft my sister onto my shoulders to get her away. I looked to the left of the beast and yelled to no one, “Now!

To my great surprise, several thugs I hadn’t known were there all lunges at the dragon in unison. The dragon was just as caught off guard as I was, but I couldn’t afford to waste any time marveling. Instead, I grabbed my sister and ran in the opposite direction. “It’s ok,” I told

her as we ran. My feet moved so fast that it almost felt like I was flying. I could tell she was scared and I was scared as well. However, I couldn’t show it in front of her. I didn’t wanna make her panic even more and I sure as hell didn’t wanna admit I was afraid.