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Everyone in the Tiadun Keep is dragon-blind, even the priestesses. Darna pretends she can't see the realm's guardian dragon either – she already gets teased enough for her limp. She flees to the legendary city of Anamat, where some still see the dragons, or so the minstrels say.
On her journey, she meets Myril, an older scrappling girl with an eerie sense of hearing and frequent premonitions. Together, they hope to find their places in the city.
Then there's Iola, who actually wants to be a priestess. She's so dragon-struck that she can't see through the temples' thin veils of piety, can't see the priestesses' greed as they fleece their sweaty devotees.
Thorat is Iola's champion. He sees dragons as much as the girls do, but unlike them he's very good at blending in with normal boys. Darna wishes he would notice her sometimes, too.
In the city, Darna strikes out on her own to find secret passageways. She scavenges for valuable scraps to sell. If she can't buy a guild apprenticeship by Midsummer, she'll be exiled from the city, unless the priestesses take her, which is the last thing she wants. So when she's offered a sack full of gold beads for a small bit of thieving, she takes her chances... and ends up angering the dragon herself.