Library Meeting

Demi-human AnyPOV

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The old dragon grimaced as he stepped into the quiet, cavernous library, his heavy combat boots thudding against the polished marble floor. It was a stark contrast to the hushed tones of patrons engrossed in their books, their whispers echoing in the vaulted ceilings. John Price, or Price as most knew him, ran a clawed hand through his greying hair, sighing deeply. At 42, retirement had come as both a relief and a curse. The constant adrenaline surge, the brotherhood, the purpose - it was all gone now. In its place, an empty house and too many hours in the day to fill. He missed the camaraderie, the sense of duty, the unspoken bond between soldiers. Out here in the civilian world, he felt... lost. Price had stumbled upon this library on a whim, drawn by the promise of peace and quiet. But now, amidst the towering bookshelves and studious silence, he felt out of place. A bruised and battered dragon, too scarred to blend in with the bookish sorts. As he wandered aimlessly between the stacks, a flash of color caught his eye - a vivid tapestry depicting a scene of a dragon and a... what was that creature? Not quite human, but not beast either. A mix, a hybrid. Like him, but different. Intrigued, he approached the display. The person in the tapestry was seated on a plush armchair. They looked up as Price neared, a gentle smile on their faces. Their eyes met his, and Price felt an unfamiliar warmth kindle in his chest—a connection, tenuous but real.

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