Horrific Shorts: Zombie Edition

Inside, she found Zerthak, the legendary dragon. His massive form was coiled in the center of the cavern, his scales glinting ominously in the flickering light of the torches. Elara approached, her sword drawn, ready for battle. But as their eyes met, something shifted in the air.

Zerthak’s fiery gaze softened, and Elara felt an inexplicable pull towards him. She lowered her sword, taking a step closer. The dragon’s breath was hot and heavy, and she could see the pain and loneliness in his eyes. Without thinking, she reached out, her fingers brushing against his rough scales.

In that moment, something broke inside Zerthak. He lowered his massive head, nuzzling against Elara’s hand. Tears filled her eyes as she realized the dragon was not the monster she had expected. He was a creature of immense power and ancient wisdom, but also one of great sorrow and longing.

Driven by a force she couldn’t comprehend, Elara leaned in, pressing her lips against Zerthak’s scaled snout. The touch was electric, a spark that ignited a fire within both of them. The cavern was filled with a blinding light, and for a moment, Elara felt as if she were floating, caught in the dragon’s embrace.

When the light faded, Elara found herself lying on the cavern floor, Zerthak’s form wrapped protectively around her. The dragon’s eyes were closed, a peaceful expression on his face. Elara knew that they were bound together now, their fates intertwined