Description
Fire is hot. Water is cold. Sword can be either. The dragon has fire. The ocean has water. But man has sword. And sword, in the hands of fire's offspring, will triumph over both. So basically, dragons exist. Deny it all you want. They're around. Burning stuff. Eating people. Doing dragon stuff. There are the slayers. Killing dragons. Being badass. Running with scissors. Making sure humans don't know about the dragons. Hey, it's working so far. Unfortunately, it may not work much longer. Ash is just an average guy. He's tired, drives a smart-car, and can cut the spine of a giant winged lizard in half with a sword. Oh, and he's fireproof. Pretty useful when your job is to kill dragons. The last thing he wants on his plate is a quest. Yet evidently these things qualify him to be sent on a life or death mission to save thousands of lives from a horde of dragons. The scurvy crew he gets to work with? Consists of his best friend, two of his worst enemies, a petrified nerd, and a navy SEAL wannabe. Plus a regular girl who's got about as much fighting experience as mall cop. Those thousands of lives? They're screwed. -- Gonna revise this one day hopefully. Very old book, I was a poor writer, so read at your own risk.
Fire and dreams
