We don’t all fly though the air, you know. For some, our wings trail behind us as we speed through the dust. When water floats over our scales, we glide into moonlight. We are dragons.
Keep creating,
Kate
We don’t all fly though the air, you know. For some, our wings trail behind us as we speed through the dust. When water floats over our scales, we glide into moonlight. We are dragons.
Keep creating,
Kate