Hello! This is my first story in four years, and it's more of an internal monologue

anyway…

But I love this book, Eon:Dragoneye Reborn,so I had to write something ,and the idea

of this little page came to me…

Disclaimer: Eon and Brannon belong to Alison Goodman and her publishers…I think…

The Taste of Freedom PoV : Lord Brannon

They said I was being a fool , and it is really such a shame how right they are. But I saved him. Her. It. Something.

I saved something. In her, I mean. Or Him. Eon.

Eona.

I saved her, and then I crushed her again.

Her leg, Her life, Her love. I crushed it all.

She (He) won't remember the leg, how I had the bone smashed with a hammer.

She'll never know how I Wanted to hold her hand. How I almost could not stay in the room, I was so disgusted. With Myself. With my life…

The eyes that she looks at me with can only be described as tense, fearful,

afraid of being punished. She is living as a boy, so I treat her as such.

But those eyes make Me afraid of her.

I can see in her eyes the pressure of seeing all the Dragons, the peoples Hua, and other links to a world other than our own.

Oh, but I can cope with the fears, like the fear of what would happen when I lost my Dragoneye status. All of those things happened anyway, but I'm still here…

For now. I hope…

But He (She) has a lot to worry about. If She (He) does not have the Dragoneye Council on our side, we are as good as dead.

He (She) also has the Rat Dragoneye, Lord Ido, and his devious men to deal with.

But she won't know what I feel until it is too late to say anything. It may be the secret that will kill me.

But in the end, all I want is for her to know the taste of freedom.