Marei watched a dragon forget her name. The hollow it left was quiet, but it was not empty. Without that particular word, other words swelled to fill her life: friend, keeper, mother. She walked back to Kithra and resumed mending nets. Children came to see the woman who'd walked the dragon, and she told them stories—stories that skipped over the exact name and kept the lesson: the world remembers those who tell the truth.
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Marei watched a dragon forget her name. The hollow it left was quiet, but it was not empty. Without that particular word, other words swelled to fill her life: friend, keeper, mother. She walked back to Kithra and resumed mending nets. Children came to see the woman who'd walked the dragon, and she told them stories—stories that skipped over the exact name and kept the lesson: the world remembers those who tell the truth.
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