The dragon’s wings creaked as he banked, and his prey dived into the grey clouds below. Gone. One day he would hunt down the spriggan who cursed him to be a #xyloid. He couldn’t even breathe his own fire now without fear of burning himself to ashes. #vss365 #WritingCommunity
— ✍️ Gabrielle Steele 🐉 (@eldris) March 27, 2021