02 December 2011

in the beginning.

upon retreating from the slaughter of her former self, a lady happened upon a dragon. instead of scales and claws, this dragon had tangled copper fur and paws. all at once, the lady felt at ease. the telepathy between them was strong, although sometimes, dragon thought the lady was as mad as mary todd lincoln.

"i'm bored," said dragon.

"is that a metaphor?" the lady wondered...

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