Nik

The most long-awaited sacrament stood on the threshold – turning into a dragoness. My heart trembled in anticipation of this sacred fusion, when the mind would leave the mortal shell and soar into the kingdom of the dragon, accepting its powerful second hypostasis. The preparation was long and painstaking, but at every step I felt the invisible support of Nick, my beloved. His care and tenderness were like a shield, protecting me from doubts and fears. It seemed that nothing could darken this bright moment. And so, hand in hand, we crossed the threshold of the office where the transformation would take place. Next to us was a strict professor and a majestic rector, keepers of ancient knowledge. The potion, prepared according to ancient recipes, burned my throat with its tart taste, and the world around me faded, plunging me into the abyss of the unknown. The transformation began. The pain, unbearable, all-consuming, pierced every cell of the body, bursting out of the chest with a wild, inhuman scream. Scales, like a frosty pattern, covered the skin. Bones cracked and broke, taking on a new shape. The pupils dilated, letting in darkness and light. And now, the transformation is complete. But where are the wings that give freedom of flight? Only an elongated, flexible body was felt. The gaze slid over the snow-white scales, and the realization burst into consciousness: I am a white snake!