With lightning from their tails, they set the plant food haze aflame, behind lightning from spiked tails
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brought up for war
Runabon grew too, and like her father she found herself a boy and was fine with it and the two of us drifted
boy
In the aftermath of fighting for my life at least twice my soul lay like an ash field of nightmares and memories of how I survived, but there
village of dracans
The dracans lived without roofs, not even invisible magic ones. Their homes looked like log cabins if the logs were woven like yarn
in the garden crave
The creature carved fish skins off by sticking a foot inside its wide open beak. Therefore it couldn’t see me that well so I dug a shallow pit in the dirt with my paddle feet and drew oversized runes to start a fire
i miss (this)
Scuttle hug meet the rug hey how you doin’ down there? I miss the act of starting over like I had nothing to lose, no memories, no reputable ruse; instead I start over with all this baggage cuz I gotta know who i am after the rules and stories i used to be– i missContinue reading “i miss (this)”
I’m afraid
Yes, the lake had fish. No, I couldn’t catch any. So after a dozen failed attempts at nabbing slick blue fins I just waited out the fire that burned the whole
an attempt was made
I started to feel a bit bad for the creature and this garden so many of them were trying to save, obviously in vain,
hafta say
The small one plummeted into the lake again, throwing waves at me, then it had the audacity to put two claws on my forehead
rescue
The fire and smoke summoned flying shadows blotting out the sun and they brought silent rain upon the flames. I just treaded water,
Jordyn Saelor 