ৡ * 𝐹𝐼𝑅𝐸 ╱ 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 .ᐟ

you cannot harm me. i was born dragon.

ৡ ♯ 𝐓ԋᴀ͙𝔱 ⠀⠀ ⠀ɯαʂ ⠀⠀ ⠀𝐀͟𝐋͟𝐋͟ ⠀⠀ ⠀┈┈𝐈 ┈┈ ⠀⠀ ⠀𝐖ᵃ𝙽𝑇e𝖉〟 𝘸𝘩𝓪𝘵 ⠀⠀ ⠀𝚠𝓪𝚜 ⠀⠀ ⠀✶𝓹𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖉 . . . .

my mother and father held hands. i wondered what that was like, to hold someone’s hand. i bet you could sometimes find all the mysteries of the universe in someone’s hand.

"....You saw her beauty, but not the iron underneath."

approach is made with care , despite the great dragon having faded & a woman stands where the beast once loomed .. she remained a force to respect . better now may he behold the wound , its blood seeping 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 with each breath. ——

hooves beat against the underbrush , a low bellow echoing , calling as the knight rode onward .. source of the 𝓫lood had been unknown ;; yet as the scent of a familiar musk reached him .. he knew at once what had been wounded .. ——

i worshipped the myth i made of you.

… And her siblings. She misses them too, she guesses.