Chapter 67: Advice
They stared at him.
"In a dream," he added quickly, wiping sweat from his brow.
Ayvira raised a brow. "A dream and you’re as scared as this?"
He looked down at his trembling hands. The heat, the roar, the red dragon’s eyes, they were still vivid in his mind.
Devon leaned back against the wall. "This tower messin’ with your head, maybe. Or fighting lots of monsters has made you scared."
Drahon didn’t answer. He felt this wasn’t just a dream. It was something more than that. A glimpse of something he was to face? Or worse... something coming.
He remembered hearing at the orphanage some nurses discussing that some dreams are just glimpses of what was to happen in the future. He always dismissed it as them being superstitious.
It was like saying dragons are real...
Wait, dragons are real... at least in the world he was in. So if a dragon can be real, then why couldn’t dreams being a glimpse of the future be real too?
In the Dragon World, anything was possible, so his survival depended on believing in weird and unbelievable possibilities. If it was back in the real world, he’d have a right not to agree with this. But in a world as mythical as this, anything was possible, and so was the dream.
Devon stared at Drahon, noticing he was still a bit afraid.
"So what was the dream about?" Devon asked. "What happened in the dream to make you break character?"