A Troubling Trade-Dr.Snow

I stare at the vials before me with trepidation. My eyes hurt. My head hurts. Most of all my heart is in pain because after all of my efforts I know what this means. It means that I have failed and that in order to succeed I will have to do the one thing that I don't want to do.

“Everyone out!!” I shout in frustration. Not used to this kind of tone being used from me, all of my lab technicians exit in a hurry. For three years I have been able to live the life that I have chosen in this clan. I have held the title as head doctor for the dragons for three years. I did the work when I chose this as the home for my practice a little over a decade ago. I found the creatures so fascinating and wanted nothing more than to study them.

My weary body falls into one of the chairs as I stare at the results on the screen. I needed this to work. I needed it to work not just for my friends but for this species. I know it can still work but now it will be at a personal cost. All those years ago when