It wasn't a different day, the sun responded to my skin protected from my room that I had decorated it with my most spectacular miniatures of warcraft ...
photo from pixabay.com
"Mom, are there eggs for breakfast?" I slipped down the corridor leaving my t-shirt with the abstract art of abandoned dust ... I had become used to this since my stepfather left us .. my mother left her laptop on the table and without eating a single bite...
"Check the refrigerator, son, this excel document doesn't want to answer my formula"
From the dishwasher to the garden I saw a strange animal hiding in a bush, it was golden! yes! I don´t hesitate to go out desperate to look for that golden thing it was like living coins? Hahaha
walking I detail a golden liquid spilled ¿what is this? "Mom come and see!" my mother had disappeared I couldn´t find her at home or anywhere else...
when I saw that dragon tail on my leg
"OMG what kind of magic is this"
My dragon had a necklace like a dog and said "your dad's only gift like gold and it's just for you"
"Where are you mom? Dad left me a pet dragon Is not a lie, come on!"
I had to detail this beauty dragon and realize that he was hurt bleeding liquid gold
I decided to take him home and look for Mom ..!
I saw her in the portico with a knife and golden blood watered in her hand
"Mom why you have dragon blood in your hand?"
since that day she was not the same.