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“That’s where they are you know? People say they’re myth, but so many stories talk about them ascending, evolving. If we ever make it to living among the stars, I’m sure we’ll rediscover dragons.” She paused a moment; they stared at the stars above them, “Do you reckon that the moon could technically be made of cheese?”

It was the last Friday that Ivona would be with them and Owain was trying to make it the best Friday she had ever known. They’d spent the last week meeting up with all of Ivona’s friends families, and she’d spent the last night having a sleepover with her best friend, Milly, she was also being evacuated. All kids under the age of eighteen were being sent away this time, and several men in the town had been called up, at least one per family, not the McCrawleys though. Not yet

The doorbell ringing was a surprise for all of the family, except for Owain. Who didn’t hear it. It was his Dad who answered the ringing speaker, watching the screen as it showed the girl ringing the apartment number, tan with dark hair, a fringe, and grey eyes, dressed like she’d been hired to play a vagrant in a musical, though maybe that was just the flatcap, a colourful metal band around her right arm. Mr. McCrawley knew she looked somewhat familiar, but not enough to be