Shattered Scales

I watch my mate sobbing over my brother. We had tried, all of us had tried to heal him. We can mend cuts and broken bones, but we can’t replace scales that have been brutally whipped from a dragon’s body.

My mother’s distress had been bad enough. Then there had been my father, who was causing the ground to shake and shift, only balanced by Aeliana’s own earth element, keeping him steady. And now,