This is another one of the folks who won in the raffle I posted for a story with me.
Blue is a dragon friend of mine and wanted a story which showed tolerance for him. He has always felt like an outcast among humans. He wanted me to break the ice for him by introducing him to some children. I knew just the one he needed to meet.
“Come on,” Farloft called, as he dropped over the edge of the cliff. His wings popped open and he glided in a wide circle waiting for his friend.
(And a additional treat this time is Blue Hasia commissioned an art piece for the story. See below.)
Dancing in the Rain
“Come on,” Farloft called, as he dropped over the edge of the cliff. His wings popped open and he glided in a wide circle waiting for his friend.
