I am lost.
Is this a dream? I see lamps, flash, peoples and tall people telling me to hold on tight! Then I saw my mom crying and my friends ERIC, FRED, EDDY with their parents and I was rushed into an ambulance!
I was pricked and a transfusion was given and I lost consciousness.
In my sleep I shouted Arma, Kraa? Dagobert???? Help, the dragons, they are attacking! and I had a fever.
A doctor took my parents aside and said: He is stable but there are problems. He's going to get better but the test results are weird. It's like your son is 1300 years old! according to carbon dating.
The police examined the mobile phone and it fell in dust! but we were able to load the memory and it is edifying. It's as if we had filmed and taken pictures in the Middle Ages and these are the most amazing dragons. It's role-playing, isn't it? Sophisticated!
Then I wake up in an uncomfortable bed with a cast and a corset and lots of bandages.
MOMAN hooted at me, how I missed you!
I got up a little but it didn't hurt anymore. Mommy hugged me:
How you frightened us!
Mommy, I missed you all this time without you!
But darling, you disappeared for 3 days!
No, Mom, I've been gone for over a year!
But how old am I?
Marc, you are 6 years old!
Doctor: Ma'am, he is confused and he has had a big fall of several tens of meters. but he has amazing scars. Do you beat him?
His musculature is abnormally high for a child this age!
A few days later I was released from the hospital and went home but I cried, not being able to believe that it was just a bad dream but I had kept my 3 objects, indisputable proof.
I thought back to my trip and was obsessed with the story. Then it became a distant memory and I resumed my life as a child. I went back to school and I was told about Merlin the Enchanter, Morane and Mordred in history class and his name clicked in my mind. I remembered the darkness. and the fights!
MARC: ALLO THE EARTH WITH THE MOON! shouted my teacher who made me come back to earth.
This year we are going to visit the castle of Bouillon.
We made our preparations and took a bus. Now, I am 9 years old and I am happy to see (again) the knights.
We visited the castle and some animators played the knights and imitated period music. What a clownery!
I corrected a singer on how to read ancient writing. It sounded more accurate and modern. The others said I was right. And the song was immediately more beautiful. Then we went to visit the woods and the giant's tomb.
But that's where Kraa is buried!
It's not the giant's tomb, it's the dragon's tomb, so I corrected the instructor: After thinking about it he said, but you know a lot of things, it's as if you've been there?
Yes, Yes, here it is, I said!
There was a room and a wall! Everybody was laughing at me but when I scratched a little bit of earth, stones appeared and a step.
Yes and here . But the instructor called an archeologist acquaintance.
He came quickly to find us and I explained to him, that there was a well here and a construction there, a surrounding wall and a guard house and that there were certainly some old swords.
There were salting jars and he took notes. BUT I was not talking about the entrance to the secret passage leading to the dragons.
Excavations were made and I was told about it as I went along. I was making detailed drawings and it matched my diagrams perfectly. The teacher was amazed and asked me how I knew all this! Then I showed him a picture of the place 1300 years earlier and it matched brick by brick exactly. No faking.
It was infernal!
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The professor showed the pictures of the excavation and my camera and they overlapped.
They began to believe me. Then I was convulsed in front of the professor!
I vomited and everything hurt! and then I fell into darkness again. NOoonn it's not going to happen again!
I find myself as a human in the labyrinth!
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DOOOONG
DOOOONG
Then I felt a breath in my back!
Hello Marc!
I'm glad you're still alive.
Your time travel wasn't too hard?
A voice that I recognized and that froze me. A dead, muted voice.
A voice of an old death. A very, very, very old death.
OTHAR!
I turned around and expected to see its sinister look or a dragon or an abomination.
But instead I see a man in a blue suit, white shirt and red tie and a leather briefcase. His hair was cut in the American style and his face cut with an axe.
He must have been in his fifties and his gray eyes were staring at me in the darkness. It was just him and me. Nothing else.
Fine Fine Fine Fine,
Let's go back to our little discussion from a very long time ago.
You see, everything changes, even me. I've been able to adapt, you see?
You made me think a lot and I don't blame you at all.
Eternity is also like a video game. If there were no enemies, we would be bored, wouldn't we?
Your victories over me have made me think and amused me in the end. I had to start all over again and what I took for granted, in fact, was not.
Now I lead a normal life, at last I am a military adviser for powerful nations and wars for which I am absolutely not responsible, bring me the necessary fruits for my conservation, the characteristics of which you know. No more need for barbarism or cruelty. I sincerely regret having acted in this way. I should have done this job sooner and this is what brings me here: You!
I just came to say hello to you Marc. And consider me more like a friend because your adventure is not over. How can I tell you that?
Wait, it's coming back to me....
Ah, Yes:
ONCE A DRAGON, ALWAYS A DRAGON!
Well, you can imagine that you're not going to leave your house like that! Your poor mother! I'll try to explain it to her, I assure you and I've taken on the role of a police inspector who will cover your back and keep the military at bay. I'll do it for you for old time's sake!
And a little light came on and I saw that I was still a dragon!
Nooo, help!
TSSSSS, Marc, wait before you drown me in tears. Your body would never have been able to resist time. Your dragon saved you and you could see your family again, couldn't you? Odin was very generous with you! Pray to him to thank him.
Ah, I have a gift for you: The Ring of the Nibelungen! You will be able to take human form 24 hours once a month. with a dragon recharge. For humans, it's cursed!
And I have another gift for you, well, not really, but you won't be alone. Kraa and his mom and Oriharukon are alive and waking up.
Prepare yourself for your new life as a dragon and a piece of advice! pretend to be an animal, flee from humans and don't look for their civilization and comfort anymore. Your discomfort is worth eternity, isn't it?
What about my game console?
HAHAHAHAHAHA!
Marc, grow up! You're going to have a beautiful dragon to protect. Isn't it time for you to put your toys away?
I'd like to go to school again, BOUHOUHOUUUUUUU!
Marc, you're alive!
If you weren't a dragon, you'd be dead!
And maybe I would have eaten you too!
And Arma, what happened to her?
Ah Arma???? Ah yes, she took over your domain and got married to a nice dragon, one of the last, maybe one of your brothers. She was happy, but she was chased by the Inquisition and disappeared into a volcano. Her companion disappeared with her.
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He opened his briefcase and showed me this painting.
All we know is that an object landed between them and the inquisitors and the good king Dagobert was running with his soldiers to their rescue but they were captured alive in a flying box with people in it and this painting is the only testimony we have of them. Your dragon mother was with them. She was freed from her yoke by Arma.
Well, it's time for you to go.
You know how to be a dragon now! You can stay in the darkness and come out wherever you want! You can even take your house in it!
So I'm going to take my things and bring them here in one of the rooms just like Tiamat did with his house!
I put on the ring and I transform myself back into a human being and I gather all my things in cupboards and I dive into the darkness with it.
Part of the house is cut off, bedroom, living room, kitchen and ends up in one of the rooms of the maze. Even the light of the moment and the electricity of the moment are transferred and I will meet my friends and say goodbye!
I will find mom and dad at the school where I was absent and that I love them and that I have to leave.
They are mad as hell but I explain to them that I don't have a choice anymore. They don't believe me and I come back with them in the car and the surprise, the house cut in half!
Horror! Where is the house????Hurla mom!
Mom, the house is where I have to go! I can't stay any longer. I'm a dragon! I waltzed in 700 and I'm 1300 years old now! I have a dragon that is going to be my wife and I have to go now. It's hard, I love you but I have no choice!
MARC! Come back here! I get out of the car and I run in the garden and I transform and they see me as a dragon.
AHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I shouted: Farewell MOTHER, FATHER, I love you! and I flew away to broth, by shaving a clod and going along the forests. I recognized the area I had flown over before but everything had changed a little, the fields were as far as the eye could see and replaced the deciduous forests. There were many more fir trees and the villages had become big cities.
It was disproportionate but I had my motive.
Mom, on her computer, was following my route, crying and seeing that I was going to Bouillon. She didn't dare to call the police, at least not for insurance for the house and didn't mention the GPS for security.
She called me and I answered.
MARC, MARC, is that you? You're the dragon! You ate my son!
NO, Mom, it's me! When I fell into the abyss, the dragon's corpse magically sent me to its time and I tried many times to tell you but no one believed me. I have spent 3 great years of my life with you again but my body has limits. I can go back to being human maximum once a month and it's horribly painful, it's like falling into a coffee grinder!
I love you. I will rescue my future wife. And we will try to find a hidden place to live in the wilderness, in the black forest or in the Alps or the dolomites. Difficult to access. Kisses!
My mom was in shock and she looked at the pictures again in chronological order. What a story!