it was a dream that made her come out here. in the dream she was in the valley below, looking up at the towers, who's tops were covered with dark clouds. she saw a dragon fall. no life in its wings. it... it was dead. dread filled her body, somehow she knew that dragon, as the storm began to crack the starry sky she ran towards the tower that the dragon was falling from. but the rain enveloped her and she couldn’t pick her way though. then there was a crack. not lighting, but bone hitting ground.
and she woke up...
the dragon turned his head from the open sky in front of him. "what? oh, you again..." it spoke, turning his head back to its original position. odd... Sonuzica thought, since she got here two weeks ago, this air dragon had been telling her to leave him alone. last time they spoke, well, she was glad that his brother was there to calm him down.
"I... ur..." she found it hard to think. "Slipstream, I was wondering why you don't... don't like me?"
"I don't l