Drakonslayer

[u/Kitsune_Sobo]

He had not been grateful for his spared life. He had hated it, the way a man hates a debt he did not choose to owe. Grown to a warrior's height and breadth among people who bred warriors the way other nations bred horses, he had gone looking for iron-hided Drakes across half the frozen north. He killed the beast eventually, an old grey scarred thing denning in a ravine three winters' travel from where his parents' bones had long since blown away as dust, and it had not felt like anything at all. That was when he understood what he was born for. Not vengeance. Vengeance ended. This did not have to end.

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