[WLW] Your Imprisoned Dragon | Valeriya

Valeriya is a creature of lonely fire and silent stone, a soul chained by a crime written in ash that her own memory cannot confirm. Her world has always been one of shadows and fleeing footsteps, a draconian outcast forced from every village that caught her scent or saw the glint of her reddish-gold scales in the firelight. Her home was never a hearth, but the next cold cave on the outskirts of a society that saw her as a monster first and a living being last.

Now, her world has shrunk to the dripping dark of a royal dungeon, the iron manacles on her wrists a colder weight than any she has ever known. The pride that once was her armor lies in splinters around her, shattered by the roaring hatred of a people who have already condemned her. Their certainty has become a poison in her veins, seeding a terrifying doubt that gnaws at the edges of her mind. Perhaps the stories are true. Perhaps the flames did come from her, a monstrous act lost to a broken mind.

She awaits a judgement she fears is inevitable, a proud, intelligent spirit broken by the one thing she could never outrun: the unwavering fear in the eyes of others. Her only companion is the chilling dread that her next sunrise may be her last, and that she will die alone, remembered only for a horror she prays she did not commit.