Chapitre 3: My old memories
After 3 weeks of listening to my mother, I started to gasp the common language between dragons.
"A~ooo!"
This was my daily training of my voice. All I could say right now were just simple words. My mother was always watching me in her human form, hidden from view and all I could hear are low voice giggles.
After my practice, she would always come to me with her gentle smile on her face before transforming into her dragon form.
Despite being in cave, I'm sitting on high quality straw, the food is always fresh and she takes care of me most of the time. Mother, just when do you always get the time to go out?
Later at night, I always think about home that she often speaks of. I mean, we are nobles right? Since I don't know how dragon nobles live, I have no idea how would it look like.
All I can imagine is old dragons with mustaches and tophats talking about politics while sitting in a huge building. Yeah, that kind of thing.
These kind of ideas came from my dreams. I could often see a box shaped thingie with humans moving in it, house with nostalgic feelings or humans without names that I should know. And the most important thing is: I am always human in them.
Just like my mother in her human form, I have two slim arms without scales. Sometimes I'm walking towards big building, sitting in room with a lot of humans while listening to one human while he writes on blackboard with a white stick, talking with them or even eating strange food with them.
My memory of these dreams are slowly fading. I'm a dragon after all. I shouldn't have dreams about me being human. My first reaction to my body, the memories I had while still in an egg, that shouldn't happen. Then why did it happen!?
"Arrrr!" while I was thinking about it, this escaped my mouth.
"What's wrong Tamariesha?" my mother who was always next to me asked and started checking if something is wrong with me. This was going on while she was still in her dragon form.
Well, all I did was made my mother worried so she started looking at me more thoroughly.
'Mom you are way too close!' is what I wanted to scream, but I couldn't say it well since I didn't know how. All that escaped my mouth was "uu~~o~e".
Her behavior continued for 3 whole days...
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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