Analyn awoke in a place she could not reconize. Her skin felt as if it was burning. The ground was rocky spiking up to a wall that hurt her back. Her eyes finally adjusted to the light, and she realized she was in a cave. She felt bare and vunerable in that cave. She stepped out onto scorching hot rock. Analyn notices the cave is inside a volcano. Rivers of lava drift down it's sides. Dead trees and ferns are scattered every so often throughout the land.
A hot breath comes down Analyn's back, and she looks behind her. A large, red creature, about half a foot taller than her, stands beside her. Analyn stumbles away it fear. The creature is a dragon, it looks at Analyn warmly.
"Why am I here?" Analyn asks the dragon.
The dragon looks at Analyn, "This is my home. I couldn't let you freeze in that snow!" Analyn is confused. She was not out in the wild. She was in the palace!
"I'll explain later, wear this." The dragon hands Analyn an oversized white shirt. It has a few holes, but Analyn felt a lot less bare now.
"What's your name, dragon?" she proceeded to ask, and the dragon said it was Cinder. Cinder tells Analyn looks nice in the shirt, and she blushes at the compliment.
Analyn is content with the situation, but she begins to feel dizzy. She begins to tumble backwards. The heat was unbearable. Finally, she is awakened. "Phew, you're alive. You were only asleep for like 3 minutes," Cinder claims. "Come on, I don't think you'll be safe alone." Cinder leads Analyn out to a forest of a dead trees.
You know about those classic fairytales, right? Where the princess gets captured by a dragon, maybe a witch or goblin. Then, a brave knight comes in. I mean maybe it's just any old dude but usually a knight. Anyways, you know those? Well this is not one of those stories. If you like those stories I advise you leave.
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