Beauty From Adversity, Paint On Brick
It’s funny. Ever since we moved here, I dreamt of the day I’d finally leave. And now… on the eve of my triumphant escape… stepping out for fresh air turned into a farewell.
It’s funny. Ever since we moved here, I dreamt of the day I’d finally leave. And now… on the eve of my triumphant escape… stepping out for fresh air turned into a farewell.
Thing is, Craig had never been an imaginative sort. Not even as a child. So him rushing into the tavern blathering about a monster from tales was… odd.
Since long before I hatched, dragons have watched the night sky and longed to know the truth of the stars…
She was old. Which, for a dragon, meant over three hundred years had flown with her.
It always snowed on the mountain. Always. Until one day it didn’t…