Cavae

Any dragon who saw Cavae would say he had everything. He came from a powerful bloodline, draped in finery and gold. But Cavae knew there was a reason his name meant hollow.
Beneath the feathers that glittered like gold in the sun, he felt nothing. There was a distinct absence, a feeling of something missing.
Once upon a time, when he was still a hatchling, he'd tried to figure out what it was. Cavae had never succeeded.
(Sometimes he wasn't even sure he cared. The thing he had lost... it had brought him happiness, he knew. But it had also brought pain. Sadness and regret, emotions he could not feel anymore.)
His father always whispered to him that he was perfect. Emotion was a curse, something his father had saved him from.
Cavae had wondered for a long time what that was supposed to mean...

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