December Prompted Fiction: Fae School Collection: Tamara meets an Ice Dragon: 510 words

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Written for forgottenspirits' prompt: What happens if an ice dragon turns up at the school?

When Tamara walked into the magic room she was almost positive she was seeing things. The dragons hadn't followed the fae to Earth and yet there was one on River's desk. She looked at it, trying to work out whether it really was just her hallucinating or if it was real. It looked real, but as she had never seen a dragon before she wasn't positive. The body was long and snake-like, more like an Eastern dragon than a Western, and it was beautifully coloured. Some of the scales were white while the others were varying shades of blue. Slowly she walked up to it, wondering what it was thinking as it was staring at her curiously, like it had never seen a human before. 

“Hello,” Tamara said, not sure if she would get an answer or not.

“Hello,” it replied, and for a moment it looked as though it was smiling. “Where am I?”

“You're on Earth, in one of the fae schools, laying on my magic teacher's desk.”

The dragon nodded slowly. “I don't suppose you have any idea how I got here, do you?”

“Unfortunately I don't.”

“Hmm... that's not good.”

Tamara couldn't help feeling sorry for the poor thing. “What's the last thing you remember?”

“I was flying, looking for a mate, and then suddenly I was here. I have no idea what happened or why I ended up here.”

“There may have been a door in your world that brought you here.”

“Bloody faeries,” the dragon muttered. “I have never known a race so obsessed with creating random doors in the strangest of places.” It shook its head. “There's no chance of me getting home now.”

“One of the fae here might be able to create a door to send you back to wherever it is you came from,” Tamara suggested.

“Maybe, but I doubt it.” The dragon sighed, and froze the wall next to Tamara. “In order for someone to create a door they need to know what world should be on the other side, and I don't have a name for my world or any co-ordinates.” It stared at the slowly defrosting wall for a moment before looking back at Tamara. “Thank you for trying to help. I do appreciate it.”

“Is there any way we could find out where your world is?”

The dragon looked at her. “I don't know,” he replied, shrugging his shoulders in a way that was almost too human. “If the fae here have any way of travelling between worlds then they should keep a world map somewhere, but it's been a very long time since I talked to any of the fae. They disappeared almost a thousand years ago.”

Although Tamara did have questions for the dragon, because the fae hadn't been on Earth for a thousand years, she focused on what seemed to be the most important part of what it had said. “There are a couple of people I could ask,” she said thoughtfully, “if it would be of any help to you.”

© K A Jones 2011

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