seen for centuries even though neither of my parents are Wyverns. If you have not caught on yet me and my kind are dragons, people liked to watch us and ask us for blessings and then they started hunting us so they can have our heads as “trophies'' and we attacked back “Jessie,” a kind voice called from out behind my door “Come on kid,” another stronger voice said “Are you too scared to face your big brothers?” a third mean voice cackled Just realized this is the first page not chap one
