Vervain
even the darkest night
will end
will end
So, it's one thing to climb onto a dragon's back, and it's another entirely to fly with one. The rumble Sunjata gives her seems to vibrate right through the fucking beach, and as he sits up she tenses her body in preparation. The Flood won't know this, but her family had bred horses for a living, and so this isn't all to different to what she's already grown up with. (Except it absolutely is massively different). And then he's shooting up into the air, the witch's scream of shock and delight lost in the updraft.
Then they level out and she sits up a bit, holding on tightly but having to resist the urge to instantly let go, to see how it felt to really fly. "Fuck," she breathes, elated and grinning, and around them her magic whips up a storm, offering air currents for Jata to ride and play with.
Then they level out and she sits up a bit, holding on tightly but having to resist the urge to instantly let go, to see how it felt to really fly. "Fuck," she breathes, elated and grinning, and around them her magic whips up a storm, offering air currents for Jata to ride and play with.
and the sun
will rise
will rise
