~He gave himself up to save her~

He made the wrong choice now he had to pay the price.

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Careful little princess, careful little boy what you choose, for to consent, is to lose.

The dragon's mouth is wide, filled with bones. It reeks of death and human flesh.

With gold and diamond, he lures you in. 

He has beady pearls-flames for eyes, 

And like a sheep to the slaughter, you're served on a platter.

He never gets enough; for like a lion, he goes about seeking whom to devour—his sole desire.

So children, run, keep your concession, 

Or ye might be next. Ye have been warned.

Remember this tale...the serpent never sleeps.

The Concession

The wings faded into thin air just as miraculously as they had appeared. 


"You're not human are you." He'd questioned it a while ago. 


The three were too awe-inspiring, too wonderful to be human. 


"Pfft, Of course, I'm human." Gloria laughed. 


William smiled. It was easy to relax around her. 


She still glowed and he was trying his best not to freak out. 


The water was very clean and clear, so clear that one could see its depths. 


He chanced a look at Gloria again and a million thoughts ran through his head. 


He knew that the end could be at any moment and he knew the implication of that. Not only would they face a nearly insurmountable foe but he was curious about the hereafter. 


His eyes widened. He couldn't believe he'd blurted out the question. 


Chapter Forty-Five