The summer afternoon was abound with excitement.
Why can’t I be out there? Thought The Wyvern looking out the window. He was befogged from all of the fire breathing lessons. The Wyverns flew around, playing tag, and laughing. The Wyvern didn’t understood why he was stuck in class, he was a bilingual, and consanguineous with the head master. Was it because I burnt down the nest? He thought to himself. Or that I ate my sister’s toy? Or when I accidentally peed on the Moon-bow shrine? Or that I’m obdurate? Or that I’’m greater than every one else?… Probably that!…
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Deasun T. Smyth
I’m a First Nations 17 year old young man, probably an old soul (not that there's anything wrong with that). I live in Saskatchewan, and I love reading, writing, conlanging, and collecting sarcastic T-shirts.
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