Dragons cave

You had made it, your companions had all died or fled for their lives. The Dragons cave the treasure it was all yours. However you looked entranced at the mirror which gleamed with dragons head and green jewelled burning eyes. Not knowing of the ancient curse of the witch who owned the cave and its gleaming treasures. Suddenly your eyes of blue became slits of venomous green. The dragons curse was to become yours. Your heart beating faster and faster than ever before. Sweat was dripping out of every pore, skin reforming scaly and green. Blackened claws painfully breaking through all your fingernails. Your legs and arms flailing about as the pain becomes excruciating as there are sickening crunches as bones grow and reform. Your breath gasping then a roar as you exhale. Horns pierce through skin and scales breaking through your forehead. Your jaw breaks and moves forward into a reptile form. Teeth lengthen and grow sharp. Muscles once human and tired stretch and lengthen strengthen with every fibre reformed. Nostrils flare you are caught within the glare of the mirror again in the cave of the dead dragon a new dragon emerging from the hell of transformation. But instead of feeling sadness now you felt a fiery rage that you wanted to set free from its cage of constraint. The people of the city you came from who dismissed you as a vagabond are about to know the meaning of revenge.

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