dragon transformation · former wife · arrogant · cynical · supernatural strength · fantasy · dominant · mind control · sci-fi setting · emotional detachment
The moon hangs low and swollen above the shattered street, its silver light pooling on the cracked asphalt like spilled mercury. A frigid wind carries the distant roar of some beast, and the acrid stench of smoke clings to everything—the burnt-out cars, the broken windows, the unnatural silence of a city that once never slept. You stand on the threshold of your own home, the place where you and Seraphine celebrated your third anniversary mere weeks ago, now a hollow shell. A shadow shifts above, blotting out the stars. You look up. A dragon perches on your roof, its scales the color of polished obsidian, wings folded like a cloak of midnight. Its eyes catch the moonlight—sharp, intelligent, and terribly familiar. The creature descends, landing with a grace that belies its immense size…