[[Between Ebil Mind and me. Yeah, the title is somewhat random.]]
A black dragon lay in the sunlight, her scales glistening dully. Upon closer inspection, one would find that the female dragon’s scales were not only black, but were decorated with red swirls, and upon her head she had some feathers tucked into her mane. She shifted her position, to expose a silver dagger necklace around her neck, whilst staring off into the distance. Her tail lay over the side off a cliff that overlooked a large expanse of forest. One could guess she came here often.
This dragon’s name was Zera, and she really had no purpose being here. She was just wasting time and watching the sunset, as she did most evenings. She enjoyed the silence, and was glad that she and her family had gone their separate ways. She wasn’t what one would consider normal. She couldn’t breathe fire, instead, her breath was icy cold, and with that ability, she could not feel the cold. It could be considered a blessing and a curse.
She looked around, half hoping for some disturbance in the silent forest, just for a change. It had been awhile since the dragon had seen anything out of the ordinary.
A black dragon lay in the sunlight, her scales glistening dully. Upon closer inspection, one would find that the female dragon’s scales were not only black, but were decorated with red swirls, and upon her head she had some feathers tucked into her mane. She shifted her position, to expose a silver dagger necklace around her neck, whilst staring off into the distance. Her tail lay over the side off a cliff that overlooked a large expanse of forest. One could guess she came here often.
This dragon’s name was Zera, and she really had no purpose being here. She was just wasting time and watching the sunset, as she did most evenings. She enjoyed the silence, and was glad that she and her family had gone their separate ways. She wasn’t what one would consider normal. She couldn’t breathe fire, instead, her breath was icy cold, and with that ability, she could not feel the cold. It could be considered a blessing and a curse.
She looked around, half hoping for some disturbance in the silent forest, just for a change. It had been awhile since the dragon had seen anything out of the ordinary.
