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She sat in the dark, held onto her knees, tail curled around, draconic ears back. There were wet drips running down her face, something she did not have a word for but which hurt so far down into her chest. The silent sobs occasionally searing her mouth with flames caused by emotion. Overwhelming emotion.
A lizard darted by next to her; a clawed hand slashed down, stabbing through the pale belly. She opened violet eyes to appraise her victim, a lurking creature ready to give her secret place away.
Cruel of her? She did not know what the w


24--Want24--Want24--Want
Sitting in the dark, beneath the world, she chanted. Her hands gathered the spirit thread, crafting the net to catch the dreams. With each thread she lashed to the greater whole, she took a thread of anger; for every thread of anger, she weaved in three of her love and two of protection.
Her eyes were closed in the dark, but her hands did not waver. Despite being harder to weave, a spirit dream catcher's net was so much the better for catching. Catching, then hurting. One finger at a time, dozens of bones in the body; each could be hurt. &nbs


23--Distasteful23--Distasteful23--Distasteful
Beautiful, terrifyingly beautiful. She wanted to hide, but there was no hiding from the painfully sapphire fire. Those beyond white wings filled the cave with violent light. Falling on her ass, she scrambled back, lowering her amethyst eyes.
The apocalypse paused, looking at her--not with scorn, but something deeply unpleasant. Where is it it demanded in a voice that made the weft and weave of creation shudder and unravel a bit at a time.
She pointed to the thundercloud egg, spackled with gray, automatically, without it being defined.  


22--Mother22. Mother22--Mother
She eyed the angel, vaguely unsympathetic. Yet even as she felt little pity for the angel, the red-haired warrior was jealous. The stories told...
We would play by the same stream she grew up by.
A small patchy bear, sitting on a bookcase.
I kept it after all this time. It's not much, but she made it for me with her own hands. It has to mean something.
A painting of two separate rose vines growing side by side, one vastly larger than the other.
Oh, we planted that little one. She said she a
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