2I haven't done this in a long time. I don't even know if it's possible anymore.
Wind.
To be or not to be, to live or to die…fly or fall.
Eyes wide open, glinting in the light.
I don't understand…
Awaken.
It was blue. The sky, that is. And the grass…it was green. Yes. That was as it should be.
Where am I?
The dragon was red. That wasn't right. It ought to be green, because dragons were always green. And they were supposed to breathe fire, not sniff at you curiously like your dog sniffs his own turds. That definitely wasn't as it should be.
I don't recall meeting any dragons before…
And that elf was not supposed to be taller than her. And his ears ought to be longer. Honestly, couldn't people around here get anything right?
There's something about these things…something they're supposed to have in common…
The elf said something, and went away. Stupid elf. Couldn't he at least speak proper English, even if he was too tall? Stupid, stupid elf.
Oh, yeah, that's right…elves and dragons…they're not supposed to exist…
The dragon turned its back on her and used it's front claws to shovel dirt on her. Very undragonlike behavior.
Hey!
She repeated the shout out loud. "You stupid dragon, you're not even supposed to exist, what the hell do you think you're doing?!" She sat up, indignant, and glared at it. It just looked at her with wide eyes, like it was innocent or something, and started shoveling more dirt on her. "Hey! Stop it!"
Stupid…mutter mutter…dragon…
"Don't make me feed you dragonsbane!"
Technically, that shouldn't exist either…and it should be purple. Bright purple, with green trim.
The dragon looked at her with wide eyes, like a puppy that had just been scolded and couldn't understand what it had been doing wrong.
Well, at least it stopped…
More dirt flew over her, and her green eyes narrowed. "That's enough!" She got up and stalked over to the dragon, displacing most of the dirt that was on her. She didn't really know what she intended to do. It was shorter than her, which wasn't as it should be. At least it was longer than her laying down. The stupid dragon had gotten one thing right.
What do you do to a dragon? Whack it across the nose?
"GARF!" Elf boy was yelling at her. Well, maybe elf man. He was bigger than her. But weren't elves supposed to be hundreds of years old before they were mature or something? He was pointing a bow at her. That wasn't right. It wasn't like she was doing anything wrong.
I'm just trying to scold the stupid not right doesn't exist dragon here…
"He was throwing dirt on me!" she accused, jabbing a finger angrily at the dragon, who skulked. An arrow was loosed from the bow, and she jumped back. She grew a little bit calmer when she saw it had landed in front of where her feet had been. Either it was intended to be a warning shot, or Elf Boy had lousy aim. "What do you want me to do? Let him bury me?"
Maybe he does want me buried…
"RUXCBOKPORB."
Gibberish. Great. Stupid Elf Boy, don't you know I can't speak gobbledygook?"I can't understand you!"
"GELLIN. MEETOF." He said something to the dragon, and it clasped its front…claws together, on the ground. She put her hands together in front of her.
Dragons aren't supposed to use sign language. They either speak or thoughtspeak, never sign language. And they certainly don't listen to elves.
"Like this?" Elf Boy dropped his bow a little, so she must be doing it right.
"ASHALLA, PARQALLUE." He gestured to her to follow him.
Fine, I'll humor the elf boy…it's not like I have anything better to do…She walked toward him slowly, keeping her hands out in front of her. She didn't want Elf Boy shooting at her again, even if it was another warning shot. Maybe his aim was lousy.
Why is the dragon following us…?And their weird little procession marched off.
It doesn't exist. Stupid dragon. Stop smiling, Elf Boy. It's getting annoying.