Born a dragon, masquerading as a man. It was a time known as the dark ages. Cursed from birth with the ability to take the shape of a human, Dréoteth walks among the citizens of Malmsbury as one of them. He learns to subdue his instinct to kill when he acquires something he's never had: a friend. Is this the dawn of enlightenment, or will dragons and humans be drawn back into battles of blood and flame? Faced with an unexpected decision between his kind and men, Dréoteth makes a choice that changes his life forever. * * * This story revolves around emotional conflict and a lot of tension. I tried to take a different angle on what it would be like to exist as an ancient creature thrust into the world of man. There are witches, hints of magic and a few graphic battle scenes to round out the tale.