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The next day, my wings no longer hurt and I could put them on the ground.

We took a walk through the ruins, but mother stood in the way.

She placed a stone tablet at our feet.

It was huge. It looked like old Sanskrit.

"Doctor, teach her our alphabet!"

he threw himself flat on his stomach shouting "yes, Red Goddess"

Rudia: "Hmph..." She lost an excuse to bite him... For her, people were just "fruits of the ground whose clothes you just have to peel to extract the nectar..."

We quickly got to work. But something had really changed. There was a distance between me and mother... one part of me was satisfied, the other worried.

Rudia was very, very smart. I'm sure she' s a calculator on legs.

I reproduced the symbols on the tablet with my claws and the doctor pronounced the associated sounds. And having some knowledge of speech therapy, he made me do exercises so that I could regain the use of speech.

Several days passed and mother dropped off fruit and small prey.

She made a positive comment to the doctor when he took a large stone heated by the fire and put it next to the eggs and covered them with a blanket to keep them warm.

"You can rest and hunt a little. The heat will protect the eggs. If I have some wood, I can keep them warm for you," he suggested.

The sword of Damocles moved a little away from his head...

Make yourself useful or even indispensable without yelling it out....

At each meeting the old man thought his time had come.

I came from behind to reassure him and tapped him.

I avoided any sign of affection or friendship. The situation was explosive with mother. One look sideways and then, hop, no more head.

We would resume our lessons because we knew she was watching us even when she was away.

Sooner or later I was going to discover her terrible secret.

Then, when Mom went hunting,

I jumped on the doctor

"A AID! TO AID! (Help)

IIE IIE IIE( PITY)

RENEE OI OI A IE AAN AAN

(GIVE ME BACK MY LIFE BEFORE) (French sounds..)

Eyes full of tears....

I told everything, that I had leukaemia and woke up when I came out of the egg, in Mary's arms... My foster mom...

"IIIIIIIhhh", I had a cry of despair.......

Chlaks couldn't believe it....

"I better understand your despair and that you speak French... like that, impeccable.

Poor little girl.

I had my head running away under his arm.......

and then he lifted my head up.

You're a beautiful dragon, but I don't know...

I don't have a solution like that.

What do you want to do...?

I wrote: "I still have cousins and an aunt I think, who were nice to me too... I would like to go back to Belgium... Back to school, sniff.

See my friends again.....

I'm broken... here...

Look at me, Doctor... I'm a monster...

Chlaks:" No, you're not a monster because you have a heart! You're a good girl and if one day you don't have anyone left, I'll adopt you and take care of you..."

I'll hold the doctor and then we'll resume our lessons with manuals in the ambulance,

He taught me English and Sanskrit by comparing it with French.

My senses were sharpening and mother could no longer surprise us. My dragon senses were developing. Just by the sound of the wind, I knew as if by echolocation that mother was flying along the wall.

Then I felt her presence in the distance, like a pressure ball, a knot.

Then like a map was drawn in my head.

I was becoming more and more of a dragon but I was fighting to keep any trace of humanity I had left. It was like a precious treasure.

I closed my eyes and saw a map drawn in overlay and I had like a grid with spheres of different colors and intensities. It shone on my neck at the level of my mobile phone and mother had to see when we received or transmitted.

A real killing machine...

I described this to the doctor who wrote it down in his notebook that he kept in the ambulance frame.

Mother came with food and then it was the test.

I made no mistakes and began to pronounce the letters. She was correcting me in a draconian way.

Rudia: "Good Doctor! I will give you your freedom,"

(Trap).

Chlaks: "She has to learn a lot, the words, and speak. I'm a bit of a speech therapist and I'd like to continue her care. But I would need some tools, children's books, dictionaries and school lessons."

The doctor knew that even for an intelligent beast, this request was impossible.

Rudia: "Okay, tomorrow, flight lesson. Explain to her the currents and the basis of the weather and how to read a map."

Gloups. Her knowledge goes beyond what was logically possible.

It was cold and I went to bed under her again.

She licked me and said to me:

"My dear, I know there's a problem between us... but you're acting like a human being who are our enemies...

I don't understand your hatred for me when I'm your mother..."

Me: "Grrrrrrrrrrrrr, I was showing my teeth..."

Rudia: "You see! You're acting like an upset dragon..."

I wanted to get out from under her wing, but she tackled me with her hind leg...

I said, "Why?"

Rudia: "Put yourself in my shoes. You see there are two eggs. With you it makes three. And the first two that were broken for their brilliance. One blue and one black.

What about your big brother you'll never know who has to be stuffed now? His name was Torch, born three months before you..."

I still remember his cries of agony...when he was shot with a gun... There was even the address in Belgium on it.

Well, look......

Rudia threw the intact rifle in front of me with my uncle's name on it........

What a tragedy...

Rudia: "I haven't told you about it yet because you're too young but I see strange abnormal dispositions for a newborn dragon."

You already speak French,

You can read and write and you can talk to me. Your brother was babbling in front of the sun and playing hatching and loving the beak.

You're acting like a seven-year-old human child who knows school..."

I'm a dragon, but I'm far from stupid."

Rudia lifted me up by my neck and placed me in front of her.

All maternal tenderness disappeared, a very severe and serious look and no smile.

I: "From the beginning I had no chance to live and I suffer a lot. We have no chance of getting along. "

Rudia:" HAHAHAHA! my little one, you think you know everything but you don't know anything...

First of all, where would you go without me?

How do you get down from here???? You rebuild your wings or break your neck??

Then, let's say you survive the fall.... Where would you go? To the right, to the left?? There is no path... Rocks."

Me: "I, I, I, I will use the map! "

Rudia: "Really?? The map let's see..."

And where are we?...She looked with big eyes at Chlaks so he wouldn't get involved...

Me: "Uhhh In Tibet???, finally I have a map in my head!"

Rudia: "A map in your head, at your age?? Of course!!!!! So you can fly if you have a map????

I said, "No..."

Rudia: "And to drink?, And to eat...????

Oh, yes, I forgot to tell you, there's a horde of hunters in the surrounding mountains... They're looking for flying tomatoes, I think.

And if one of them sees you..... You wave at him "I don't want to stay with Mom...!! take me with you!" (imitating my baby voice to perfection, pinching my nose).

Then let's say he takes you. You think you're going to sit comfortably in the back of the car with a seat belt? And then we'll put you in a foster home? Or better yet, that we'll take you back to Belgium?...?

Rudia: "So answer! I WANT IT!" GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Never before had Mother shown me her teeth. She was enraged with anger, resentment and frustration.

ANSWER ME! Mrs. "I KNOW EVERYTHING!"

GROOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR

I peed on myself with terror. I no longer had a protective dragon in front of me, but an apex predator.

Me:" Noooonnnn stop!!! Have mercy!!!!!!"

Rudia: "I HATE THIS WORD! IT'S NOT A DRAGON'S WORD.

IT'S A HUMAN WORD.

WHO ARE YOU?? LITTLE THING THAT HAS THE SHAPE OF A DRAGON!

ANSWER ME BECAUSE I HAVE THE RAGE OF HAVING LOST MY SON AND MY TWO OTHER CHILDREN!

AND I NEED TO KNOW IF I LOST MY DAUGHTER TOO.

BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU SAY... I WON'T TOLERATE LIES!

I said, "You know what? MOTHER! YOUR REASON! KILL ME LIKE THE REST. I'M NO LONGER AFRAID OF YOU!

I'm not afraid to die! I've already tried and I've failed, so if you can help me, go ahead! But please! Please!

Rudia groaned suddenly and raised her paw to smash the stone next to me, impressing me.

I took the place of another stone and laid my neck on it so that she would smash me with it.

Then, to Rudia's surprise, Chlaks came up to me and slapped me! and turned to her "She didn't give you a chance because she's still a child and the children are hard. Forgive me, mistress... and he withdrew and did not approve of me.

Chlaks: "Do you realize Rudia's suffering???? It's still your Brothers and your little or big sisters, we'll never know...!!!! Rudia also has feelings..."

The tension dropped a notch but Rudia was waiting for answers from me and her rage grew stronger in front of my silence.

She spoke to me in a threatening way, not so much like a mother to her daughter, but like between two enemies locked in a dungeon together.

Me:" I AM... I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! "by pointing my accusing finger... "I don't know about dragons... I-I don't have any brothers or sisters..... and I just have two eggs... there and I in this monster body.... I HATE MYSELF!!! I HATE ME! I I" and I bite myself to death on one of my legs, resulting in a severe slap from Mother who sent me to roll and roll.

Rudia:" INSOLENTLY SMALL CREATURE! You? You? My daughter???? HAHAHAHA, let me laugh. But here, you've just crossed the line and everything a dragon can tolerate... Your words will not go unpunished because you have just insulted your mother and your kind! You disgust me!"

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

CLACK made her teeth by hitting my horns a little, a small stream of blood running down my head, followed by a sharp pain immediately afterwards.