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12-19-2016, 04:06 PM
City made of thin glass
Smoldering in pitch black
Eleanor enjoyed her small exploration period. After getting lost, found and blessed in the cave system beneath Helovia, she finally emerged with the vibrant, sassy black dragon child snaking through her dark and pink hair. The babe was tiny but potent and fast, accented with pink eyes, horns along her spine and perfect, leathery black wings. Ellie had no idea if Miranda would be able to breathe fire or how big she would grow, but she was enjoying the snappy flashes of pictures and emotions in her mind.
The dragon seemed to enjoy wrapping herself around Ellie's silver horns and watching the world as she walked by. At least Ellie thought so from the images of the bright sun and smiles she saw pop into her head now and then. Their bond was wild and untamed, a thick chord of thoughts and feelings flooding both directions. At times, it was overwhelming, but she was blessed. Without a doubt, she was blessed.
Ellie found herself at a tree then, seeing a turtle with a painted shell telling everyone to decorate the tree for Magic Day. The girl smiled but she didn't have anything to give. Everyone else seemed to offer something meaningful or rather dark. There was a skull on the tree, something covered in blood - even a piece of a horn!
The lantern was a nice touch though, so pretty. Ellie hummed thoughtfully and went to the river nearby, grabbing a pretty, smooth rock and then Miranda took it from her teeth and snaked it up the tree. The black dragon balanced it on a branch. Their contribution was meager but meaningful, and she grinned when she saw her cousin, Amalrik.
"Hey Amal!" she said warmly. "Why feathers?" When she got the full story about how the boy didn't really care, she chastised him by nipping at his bearded jaw. "You think you're so cool, huh? Well I hope the turtle gives you feathers up the nose."
The dragon seemed to enjoy wrapping herself around Ellie's silver horns and watching the world as she walked by. At least Ellie thought so from the images of the bright sun and smiles she saw pop into her head now and then. Their bond was wild and untamed, a thick chord of thoughts and feelings flooding both directions. At times, it was overwhelming, but she was blessed. Without a doubt, she was blessed.
Ellie found herself at a tree then, seeing a turtle with a painted shell telling everyone to decorate the tree for Magic Day. The girl smiled but she didn't have anything to give. Everyone else seemed to offer something meaningful or rather dark. There was a skull on the tree, something covered in blood - even a piece of a horn!
The lantern was a nice touch though, so pretty. Ellie hummed thoughtfully and went to the river nearby, grabbing a pretty, smooth rock and then Miranda took it from her teeth and snaked it up the tree. The black dragon balanced it on a branch. Their contribution was meager but meaningful, and she grinned when she saw her cousin, Amalrik.
"Hey Amal!" she said warmly. "Why feathers?" When she got the full story about how the boy didn't really care, she chastised him by nipping at his bearded jaw. "You think you're so cool, huh? Well I hope the turtle gives you feathers up the nose."
