The Garden Where Dragons Go to Die
Hidden beyond the northern glaciers was a valley no map recorded.
Dragons came there alone.
Old dragons. Wounded dragons. Dragons missing wings, horns, kingdoms.
They crossed the frozen mountains and vanished into the garden of black flowers.
No one knew why.
When Liora followed a dying dragon through the ice, she expected bones.
Instead, she found hundreds of dragons sleeping beneath enormous flowering trees.
Waiting.
Healing.














