Chapter 7
A New Friend Named Felix
Alex carefully coaxes the dragon, Felix, to follow him. He names the magnificent creature and feels a thrill knowing his secret friend is safe and sound.
Alex’s heart thumped a wild rhythm against his ribs. Before him, shimmering in the dappled sunlight filtering through the ancient trees, was the very dragon from the book. Not a drawing, not a story, but a living, breathing marvel of sapphire and amethyst scales that caught the light like a thousand tiny jewels. His eyes, the color of a summer sky just before dusk, blinked slowly, regarding Alex with an ancient, gentle curiosity. This was it. The end of the quest, the beginning of something even more extraordinary.
He took a tentative step forward, his worn sneakers crunching softly on the mossy ground. The dragon didn’t flinch. Instead, a low, rumbling sound, like distant thunder mixed with a contented purr, vibrated through the air. It wasn’t a sound of fear, but of acknowledgment, perhaps even welcome.
“Hello,” Alex whispered, his voice barely audible above the rustling leaves. He held out a hand, palm open, a gesture he hoped conveyed his peaceful intentions. He remembered the book's description: "a creature of immense power, yet with a heart as gentle as a summer breeze." He had to believe it.
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