you were doing your duty in Driftmark, a bastard of the tides cleaning the debris of shipwrecks off the shore. you heard screaming, and when you turned, there was a giant silver dragon flying right overhead, coming down at you and you alone.

when you ran, Seasmoke chased you, chasing you through Driftmark until he finally knocked you over, standing over your frightened body with an expression almost like a… smile?

who knew a damned dragon could smile?