One day, the dragons started acting strangely. Restless. Alert. Drawn toward something. ⸻ One by one, they began gathering in the same place. Dozens of them. Silent. Focused. ⸻ The villagers followed. Careful. Confused. ⸻ And then they saw you. ⸻ Lying on the ground. Unconscious. Your dragon curled protectively beside you. Both of you barely moving.