Darkshadowtears

Sometimes, I questioned my sanity. I was a Deathly Storm, the most powerful of dragons, the last of my kind! …And I had allowed myself to become attached to a human. And not even a human capable of caring for itself, but a nestling- barely older than a hatchling and not yet close to becoming a fledgling- Viking! He was so thin… A toothpick, really. Hardly any meat on him, not very fast, or strong. But he was my human. He had shot me down, then spared me, and then saved me more than once. He gave me a new name- not anywhere near as beautiful as my real name, but I did find I prefer my new name to my true name regardless- and a new ta