selfimage: — ᴀɴᴋᴀ — (When there's nothing left to burn.)
nerd baby ([personal profile] selfimage) wrote 2016-07-31 11:18 pm (UTC)

[ he's like something out of place with his hair and jacket blowing, but the sorcery alight and creeping up his arms like living snakes, unaffected by the clamor of debris and sand around them. there's no movement to dismiss his magic, as there's far too great of a need for it here. ]

You're light enough to. You don't plan on staying here, do you?

[ he counters, heading toward her at a swagger that's nothing less than him being a dramatic show-off.

the tree certainly isn't a good spot for a queen, and less so a dragon. the gap closes between them, and he leans in to offer her a hand. the other is used to hold up his jacket, shielding them both from the wall of sand.
]

I have a better spot in mind.

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