I’m the curse of my family. A witch, a shapeshifter, a fire-wing bird. Before, such creatures would be drowned in a well, but they pitied me. They just gave the winged monster one—a trade for rain. But the monster turned out not to be so terrifying; at least it doesn’t plan to eat me. True, it also doesn’t want anything else from me, which is even better. And why would I, an ordinary village girl who can’t even read, be anything to a magnificent dragon?