Stories from Burundi

Chapter Seven Investigation     "It can only be two things. At least, that I know of." Winter had invited me over to his den that night to talk things over, and I had reluctantly agreed. Maybe Guardian guy wouldn't want to spy on me if there was a dragon right next to me. But something told me it was going to be harder than that to shake him off. Now Winter and I were sitting, discussing the observatory crisis.     "But it's possible it's something you've never heard of before."     "It's always possible it's something I've never heard of before." I leaned back against the wall, picturing Bull's body. "But in this case, I doubt it."     "What do you think they are?" Winter asked doubtfully.     "See, that's the thing. The only two things I know that have black venom are, one, RainWings. But it can't be them," I added, as Winter opened his mouth to protest. "They don't actually s

  Okay, I've figured out a few more storylines. I'm not sure what their names are, though. Maybe I should come up with something. Chapter Six Something Goes Wrong     I rubbed my forehead. Who knew how hard it would be to get dragons and people to cooperate with each other? I felt like a bridge. Suspended over water, braced against both the sides, and being trampled on. A few of Winter's friends (or not friends, as Winter said, but I didn't believe him for a second) came to visit and we had to explain to them what was going on. Thankfully Winter had enough tact to keep me out of the conversation. I didn't want to be announced to Pyrrhia yet. Then there had been the effort of keeping the observatory folk under control. A few of them said they had never seen a dragon before in their life, besides Winter and sometimes Kinkajou, and the arrival of four other dragons didn't exactly help.     I lay down. That had been a very hard day. I wasn't complaining or anyth