Leilah Moodley
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Gradeon the Great
Gradeon the Great The Rubesco dragon named Gradeon soared through the dark sky. Dusky pink, with huge feathered wings, she was a sight to behold as she flew over Monoceros Valley, past the Great Lake of Serpentona, east over the rolling blue hills of Scythia. It was the furthest she had flown in months, and the night wind was cool and glorious on her scales, as if each one was being kissed by the icy lips of a lover. She was high up, where the stars glittered big, and bright. She flew in circles, spreading her great, feathered wings to their full span, allowing herself to enjoy this rare moment of being completely alone. Exhilaration transcended through to her core and she felt a jolt of joy course through her. As she approached the forest where Grandmaster Fa had told her to head, she saw the soft glint of water and longed for the biting relief of fresh-water, so unlike the tempered hot springs of where she had travelled from. Gradeon started to descend, glad she had seen no-one so far on this flight, trusting Grandmaster Fa and his insistence that she left this night, the darkest since he had had his vision.
By Leilah Moodleyabout a year ago in Fiction