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Today is (Shitnesday)WEDNESDAY! as I love to call it.

Since I was a child, it's been my unlucky day. I always have 100% bad thinks on Tuesdays. If we could skip that day, I'd be happier.

BANG, Ouch! My left arm hits me in the face with hard, thorny things on it.

BAM! my alarm clock is on the floor, I haven't gauged the distance! PFF it's a good start to the day.

I turn it on and EH! EHH! What's happening to me? But it's not true, I'm hallucinating. I have one arm bigger than the other! And what is this skin.

I'm missing 2 fingers! I have 3 huge fingers, one of which is a thumb and ends in claws! my 2 other fingers are reinforced and elongated and there is a membrane that connects the whole thing.

I'm half a bat? Oh, no that' s not true.

I rush in front of the bathroom mirror, classic, (sink, bathtub, shower, cupboards and clothes chute.

My skin on my arm is scaly and it itches everywhere, like an allergic reaction.

Well, I still know how to handle objects and work, but I'll have to keep long-sleeved shirts on.

Okay, let's keep calm! The good news is that it doesn't hurt anymore. It seems like the cure is worse than the pain.

If I go to the doctor, it's going to be a big mess, and my customers might run away. I can't stay like this!

What the hell, I'm getting a lawyer. I have an appointment this afternoon.

Ah, I'm burning up! I'm blowing and I feel that my mouth is hot! Weird!

I drive into town and arrive at the lawyer's office. It felt weird to hold the steering wheel with 3 fingers.

Hello Maître Martin,

Maître : How are you doing? What can I do for you?

Me: "My problem is THAT, showing my left arm."

Shocked, Maitre Martin: If this is a joke, it's in very bad taste.

No, I'm serious. I am afraid of doctors. I want to keep my rights if I transform even more.

And I am afraid that this is only the beginning.

I reassure you. You have nothing to fear. In the worst case if you are no longer responsible I can assign you a legal guardian and a subrogated guardian.

Okay. I would like my mother as guardian and then Sylvie my friend. She has to move in soon. Then you.."

"Mr. Ghram, here are the documents. I will look after you. Here is also a legal attestation that you are in possession of your faculties to date."

Victor went after making copies of the documents for security to different places.

Then he went to Igor's house.

Bam bam bam on the front door.

"Yes yes yes I'm coming" said Igor. "

"What's up? Victor? "

What are you doing with your sick bees?

I can't stay like this!

Igor: I don't know! It's not a disease.

I know you're lying.

No, no, I assure you, here's the bottle. Have it analyzed. Here is also the safety sheet.

Yes, it's in order but is it the right product that you're injecting me with?

It wouldn't be the blood of one of your crawling things by any chance?

Victor started coughing black smoke came out.

What's this?

I don't know, it's terrible. Maybe it's a new cancer.

Well, that doesn't get me anywhere. You'll have to find a solution.

I went for a drink at Achouffe in the nearby tourist village.

Denis, the barman of the inn: Victor, what's wrong? You look worried.

I'm starting to cry. Victor? This is for the house. Tell me about it.

Look at my arm! Igor did this to me!

My God! It's terrible. Does it hurt?

No, that's the only good thing.

You can count on us.

Thank you, Denis.

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I decided to go for a walk in the woods next door. In the valley of the fairies. It is a brook, the Martin-Moulin brook which has many legends. In the evening, when the fog or mist falls, a veil goes down along the woods and stagnates at about 1 meter from the ground. (This place exists truly)

You walk as if above the clouds and you can no longer see your feet.

It is said that there is a circle of magic stones.

I found them when I was a child but they were just big pebbles in a circle.

I don't know why, but I have an impulse to go and look. I don't know how to explain it but it's like the smell of fruit pie, or waffles or something attractive. You don't know what it is until you find it.

Fir trees are majestic and rise high. The base is pruned and gives this impression of protection from wind and weather.

Ah the small path, I see it again, nobody practises it but it is an animal path.

I arrive at the small clearing and the stones are still there. It is a soothing place. Quiet.

Half dark by the dense fir trees.

Sylvie rings me and tells me that she has finished shopping and that tonight it's steak on stones.

Ah, Sylvie, how to tell her. She moved in with me a few months ago. She is a childhood friend. Her country house was the neighbor's. I used to see her every weekend and my father was very friendly with her father. She studied business and now she works in Luxembourg in a bank. As a cross-border commuter, we have a lot of tax advantages and we are close to the border.

Ah I see the circle.

The clearing is made of fine herbs. It looks like catnip. But it's soft to walk on. The circle is not big but must be 5 meters in diameter. There is a bigger stone in the middle.

The clearing is round and is a small flat overhang, embedded in the hill. It is delimited by dense fir trees. It's strange the trees should have been higher since all these years. But that's what makes this place magical.

But why am I here?

I approach the stones and touch one of them with my right arm.

Of course you do!

Then, without doing it on purpose, I touch the stone with my left arm and a terrible feeling comes over me.

On the stones runic inscriptions appear and light up the stones one by one then I collapse on the central stone which starts to shine, of all colors, then stops on the red.

My blood vessels take the same color (or my nerves???) but it radiates and it's painful!

AHHHHH

A column of light rises to the sky. The stones are linked together by red halos and like spokes of a wheel, converge towards the central stone and then me.

There is a point coming out of the stone. No. It will impale me! No Stopp Mercyyyyy!

I can't move, it's like a magnet. I'm the other magnet! It's not a point, it's a crystal as big as a shell.

CRACK, it goes into my chest at the level of my heart.

ARRRRRGGHHHHHHH!

The sound doesn't come out of my mouth, the breath is cut off. I die! No, Mom, Sylvie, I love you, I wish I had a family with you, I'm sorry. ARRRRRRGGGHHHH

DRILL

The crystal rushes into my heart but I don't bleed????

Time is as if accelerated and night literally falls. Then I see a veil of mist from the valley sliding down and invading the clearing.

I am half impaled and as if nailed to the stone.

Then I see the fog condensing into the shape of a girl as in my dream. She is dressed in white. She talks to me and points at me. Her long curly black hair is enhanced by a crown of flowering herbs. And it looks like wings but it is as if the fog is attached.

She ignores my gaze and my human part and then she touches my wing and presses her cheek against it (the wing). Then she cries and one of the tears touches the scales, then the red light spreads like a dragon hologram from my wing. She smiles and says MY DRAGON! and she takes my head in her hands and instead of my human head, it is a dragon head in light. Then she gives a kiss on the mouth and I feel her childlike lips.

Stars then turn around us and spiral to join the column of red light towards the sky.

Then before reaching the column, she touches my forehead with her index finger and I immediately knew her name: TITANIA! Who is she?

ARRRRRRRGH, the crystal sank and then everything disappeared.

I can still feel my heartbeat, but not like the beating. It's fire pulsing. I am still crushed on the stone and I still feel the pain radiating from within me.

Ah my left arm is back to normal! What good news!

I catch my breath and walk down the path in the light of the full moon.

After half an hour of walking I get back to my car and go back to the farm.

Sylvie: Where have you been? It's getting late!

I walked in the woods and you know my arm hurt so much that I must have passed out in the woods. Then I dreamt of a fairy and then I was healed. You've seen the pictures of my left arm.

Sylvie, yes it's terrible. But if it is normal all the better. Anyway you will always be my Victor no matter what you look like.

Thank you darling. I love you. I love you.

I love you too. I love you too.

We ended the evening with a good meal but something had changed in me: I was hungry. Very hungry. And I was hot, very hot!

Sylvie: Hey, you ate more than a kilo of meat!

Go back to the doctor tomorrow.

Yes, yes, I'll make a fire in the fireplace, it will give a warmth in the living room to watch TV.

I head to the barn and go to the log store and look for the axe to chop wood. Can't find it!

Crack with my fingers. The log is split. It must not have been solid. Crack the second one. Again. Is the wood rotten or what? Well, as long as it burns!

I put the twigs and the newspaper in the hearth and I arrange the pieces of log in an Indian tent. I take the matches and they are wet. They don't take well.I put it in the paper that starts to light but the flame weakens. I blow thinking of the fire and a flame cone comes out of my mouth and violently lights the logs. Luckily it was in the hearth and it was big. The flames went up and out through the chimney. Sylvie : Ah it's hot here. Have you already lit the fire? Hey, look, you've got like burning oil falling out of your mouth! But you're burnt! Wait, what's that? It looks like a red patch on your lips! And your nose; it's smoking. HAHAHA, you should see your face. Next time, I'll be the one to light the fire!. HAHAHAHAHAVictor: I'm scared, what's happening to me? Plus it's itching everywhere, especially at the base of my back at the coccyx. Sylvie: Come into my arms, my beloved arsonist.We turned on the TV, in front of the fireplace, and laid down in our American sofa, very deep like a bed. Then with the heat, we embraced and what was supposed to happen happened! I was in good shape and I made him happy 5 times in a row. She fainted with pleasure.I took a blanket and we stayed there the rest of the night.In the early morning, everything seemed strange to me.The birds singing is deafening! And the bright light! But the sun is not yet up.I get up and fall to the ground on all fours. PAWS! PAWS! I look behind me and I see a long thing following me! A GIANT SNAKE! It IS BACK OF ME. IT FOLLOWS ME. IT MUST be poisonous, it's RED!I go out and it is always behind me. It is attached to me! Help! He bit me!AH AH I roll on the ground and don't move. I see that the snake is my long tail!NOOON. My fingers, I don't have any more, they're claws! The claws are 6 centimeters per finger.curved. My wing has reappeared, not my two arms are wings. I can see from above, my neck is elongated. The window, quick! the reflection.I look like this! I'm all red with iron scales on my neck and very hard red scales on my back.A horn in front and 2 big corners in the back as well as 10 small horns spread in several places of my head. Spikes come out of my back and follow my vertebrae.I don't look like a human anymore.I'm really scared right now!Ah yes, my eyes are red/fire and I have teeth like swords. My feet are like the legs of dinosaurs, like raptors. 3 toes in front and a heel and a sharp dewclaw.At least I'm clean and don't stink!I still have my head and my name is Victor. V=R*I, ok I still know my electrical rules. At least I'm not an animal. Hurry inside. I'll crawl into my living room. Luckily Sylvie is still sleeping and I go to the laundry room to get a bed sheet. I try as best as I can to pack myself up so as not to frighten her!

What to do? What can I do? What am I going to become. Yes I know, a dragon ! And then what?