by ladyjewelDurban, KwaZulu-Natal, South Africa
Aug 2023 205 Views 0 comments
Dungeon Master.
Curled up in the corner of the dungeon, my head resting on the young dragons back, I can feel him breathing, peaceful and gentle.
And suddenly the air changed, charged with an energy, compelling and Strong.
The young dragon stired and rubbed his face softly against the Dungeon Master's hand.
Looking up into eye's that knew me, that smiled into mine, I happily placed my hand into his where it belongs.
And suddenly the air changed, charged with an energy, compelling and Strong.
The young dragon stired and rubbed his face softly against the Dungeon Master's hand.
Looking up into eye's that knew me, that smiled into mine, I happily placed my hand into his where it belongs.
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Posted: Aug 2023
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