Dragon Dawn (Dinosaurian Time Travel) Read Free

slaves. Mammals were the only things that possessed hair, weren’t they? How could the face of her imagination have hair on the top of its head? How? It wasn’t natural. In fact, in the world of the saurians, she knew it would be viewed as a terrifying apparition. 
    Dawann sat still as she fought down the feeling of dread, but, to her amazement, her imagination blazed forth in the next moment. She watched as the creature’s face took on varied facial expressions. First, the brow furrowed, and then the lips pursed. Finally, with amazement, she watched as it leaned forward and bared its teeth to her. 
    Oh, what could it mean? Bared teeth? It was the darkest of images, the stuff of deepest nightmares.
    And yet, on impulse, Dawann imagined herself baring her own teeth to the creature and this took her by surprise. In response, the mammal’s toothy expression expanded until it seemed to fill its face. Was it making a friendly gesture? Suddenly, she felt warmth toward it, as if it were one of her own kind, as if it were special. Indeed, unbelievably, she realized this strange being had once been very important to her. 
    A question, full-blown and all consuming, surged to mind.  Had she loved this human – yes, the word was human – in another place and time?
    Her eyes opened. Fears forgotten, she pondered the faint echoes of another universe. 
    Another universe? But how could that be? The greatest thinkers in the Solar System believed there was no life beyond the temporal existence. You were conceived, you lived, and you died. Life was therefore very precious. Even though scientists had extended life to an average span of two hundred years, it was at the whim of the Goddess how long you lived. 
    There was no other existence, though. Only the here, the now.
    Yet Dawann had lived somewhere else once, hadn’t she? On the blue-water planet, on Shurrr. No, it was called Earth then . Her mind roiled, brimming with impossible thoughts. Earth and Shurrr are the same place, but how?
    She swallowed, suddenly afraid, yet not willing to suppress her outlandish thinking. Somehow she had been born as a human on Earth. And in that other existence she had traveled by spaceship to a neighboring world, a place called... Mars .
    She looked out the window, seeing the ruddy sands of Moozrab, the glowing hills beyond the palace walls, this saurian colony called Missloo. Holy Mother She-Goddess, this is Mars . We call it Moozrab, but it’s Mars. 
    She trembled, her feelings an unsettling mixture of fear and astonishment. When was her other life? How had everything changed? What was she remembering?
    Dawann abruptly recalled something more from that previous existence; she’d known and loved someone named...
    Gus . Yes . She knew with certainty the human in her vision, the one with yellow hair, was a male named Gus.
    She glanced around, eyes wide. Nothing made sense any more, absolutely nothing.
    She leapt to her feet and dashed across her bedchamber. Without looking back, she withdrew from the room, quickly closing the door behind her.
    Gus. Gus. Gus .
    Gus!  
    As she ran down the long corridor, toward the Great Hall of Statues, the name echoed in her mind. The clatter of her toe claws against the polished stone floor shattered the silence, but she did not stop. Entering the hall, her gaze swiftly passed over statues of marble, gold, silver-gilt, and jade. 
    She moved on, streaking past renditions of the Keeper and his favorite courtiers, including a new sculpture of her by the acclaimed artist, Eni-dracon. At any other time, she would have paused to admire her statue, for it was a beautiful work, carved from the finest Shurrrian jade, its translucent color perfectly matching her skin tone.
    But she didn’t care about it now. She wanted to find only one piece – and one piece alone.
    Her limbs ground to a halt before the statue of the Mother and Child. By the brilliant, cutting-edge artist, Cree-dracon, the sculpture had been carved