Dragon Girl Chapter 2

Malaya grabbed the egg quickly, and dried it off on her drenched dress. She tried to observe it's strange surface, in the last glimpses of light dipping below the horizon. But it seemed as though someone wanted the sun to move faster and faster and faster, sinking quicker. And just like that, the sun was gone. The darkness absorbed her, and she felt the instant night chill hit her like a stinging bee. She couldn't see the egg anymore, just feel it.1

Frustrated, she stomped back to the end of the cavern over the rugged rocks and stones to lay down the egg carefully, so it wouldn't roll away in the night, or get damage. It didn't matter that there was no light to see. Malaya knew this cave like the back of her head.2

Then she slowly crept back to where she would sleep, through a small, barely noticable in the night, triangular entrance to a small, flat rocked area. Malaya had to get down on her hands and knees to barely squeeze through. She curled up in the tiny space, once again, like every night, thinking about how she had to find a bigger place to slumber.3

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That night she had a dream. Though, Malaya never had dreams, she had visions. Tonight her vision was strange. 5

She was in a big room. Well, she wasn't in the room. She was more, just watching. There was a fire roaring in a small square like area. The fire frightend the watching Malaya, she had never seen anything like it, but it didn't seem scary. It was almost, welcoming, adn comferting. There was a couch facing the fire. And sitting on it was a man and a woman. The woman had long, wavy blonde hair. Just like Malaya's. The man had slicked, brunette hair. He looked very nice. 6

But wait, Malaya shifted her gaze. There was another figure on the couch. It looked like the size of the egg she had picked up. She got a closer look, and realized... it was a baby. The baby had tufts of blonde hair sticking out of it's small head. It was sleeping. Malaya's gaze rested again on the man's face, then suddenly, the scene dissolved, the mans face dripping away, like a fresh painting getting wet, and a new scene took the place of this kind face. She seemed to be in her cavern again. But she had seen this before. 7

"Tell me how you know, and I won't have to KILL you Tyro!" a man hissed. The watching Malaya looked up at Tyro, his slicked brunette hair, his kind face...8

Mayala sat up fast, breathing and sweating heavily. She looked around. She heard something. Creeping out of the sleeping space, she heard the noise again. 9

It was coming from the egg.