I watch as the eyes from the dragon disappear from Magma’s gaze. When I see her eyes return I feel excitement. I grasp her to my chest and squeeze her to my body in pure joy. When she doesn’t hold me back I peer into her gaze and notice that she only has a blank expression.

“Magma” I call her name, but her expression doesn’t change, and she still does not move. I shake her to try to get her to respond and tears fill my eyes when she doesn’t. “Dragon, what’s going on?” I scream even though they are both in the same body. When she doesn’t answers tears...