Nova
we dream in colors
The dragon roars and dives again. Nova gasps, captivated by the powerful display demonstrated by the beast. This is different than being up close to Sunjata, watching him eat muffins. This dragon moves with a vicious swiftness and brutal precision that she can only hope she one day has. It is unapologetically violent and free, her heart beating with a moment of appreciation - and a hint of jealousy.
In an impressive maneuver, it skims the surface of the water, ripping a creature from the glimmering waves. She grins and gives an encouraging "YEAH!" as it lifts an entire echo shark from the ocean, the shark twisting and struggling to escape the fate in store for it. Nova feels no remorse for the beast, basking in the display. This is the way of the world - and the powerful will always win. Instead, she stands awestruck on the beach, admiring every sharp angle and flap of its wings, anticipation growing as she waits to see what it will do next.
In an impressive maneuver, it skims the surface of the water, ripping a creature from the glimmering waves. She grins and gives an encouraging "YEAH!" as it lifts an entire echo shark from the ocean, the shark twisting and struggling to escape the fate in store for it. Nova feels no remorse for the beast, basking in the display. This is the way of the world - and the powerful will always win. Instead, she stands awestruck on the beach, admiring every sharp angle and flap of its wings, anticipation growing as she waits to see what it will do next.
borrowed from the sea
