Graoulle was crying for Michel and Bichette.
We were also attached to these children.
The orphanage was empty... The castle probably haunted.
The former orphans and those who mysteriously found a family were interviewed.
After casting spells of charm on the parents, and the aura of fear of a dragon, overcome by the fact that I was noble, we learned that the parents had been paid by the church a plump sum to adopt them. The children themselves were accomplices in a group of murderers. Take the money, shut up and pretend....
They were not murdered just to avoid suspicion.
The Sauroctones....
Always and always again them!
One name came up all the time: The Hyena!
We swore to make him pay for the execution of Graoulle and then the children.
A few months earlier, US base Chassepierre...
Leucaruth, drugged, opened her eyes. It was bright but no sun.....
- Where am I? ..................
Now, in Chassepierre, the city had returned to its former appearance.
There was no laboratory... Just the museum and a visit to the cave and the Druidic city.
Nothing, no trace... It's as if the base never existed and people knew nothing.
Even the Secretary of State and his staff had forgotten the existence of a base. No register, no pictures...... NOTHING, NADA!
Only my parents knew..........Corso too....It was scary but they didn't know.
They were now fleeing from ghosts...
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I must also continue with other stories out of respect for my readers who are demanding.
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The dragon child
FantasyPublied also on RR Marcus is an 11-year-old child. Like all boys of his age, he loves video games, fantasy and role-playing. Falling into a hole, he leaves the cave but transformed into a magical and legendary creature. A Vouivre, a kind of Wyverne...
