Jay Mulling
Joined January 2022
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Willow the Angsty Wanderer
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. Every night at midnight, the violet stars came out singing, bright and beaming and saturated with that silvery joy that only ever makes sense when the sun is gone.
By Jay Mullingabout a year ago in Fiction
Prologue
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. If Weise had been asked a day before, he would have said there had never been dragons in the Valley. But this was today, not the day before, and there really was no getting around the fact that he was in the Valley and that he did indeed have himself a dragon.
By Jay Mulling2 years ago in Petlife