Firnen came to, coughing smoke. First he felt the migraine fade, then a cold draft. Shivering, he put his hands round himself. “Wha-? WHAT?! Where’s my clothes?! Ahh! I’m naked! Don’t look!” the shy dragon covered himself,
Firnen came to, coughing smoke. First he felt the migraine fade, then a cold draft. Shivering, he put his hands round himself. “Wha-? WHAT?! Where’s my clothes?! Ahh! I’m naked! Don’t look!” the shy dragon covered himself,