Dragon Strike

I’m being a blockhead. Let’s enjoy this day, bask in the sunshine, and see my sister’s dream come to life. For one day, at least. Maybe one day will be example enough.



The future’s an unlit path, yet to be made, Natasatch thought.



“Where’d you get that?” AuRon said.



“My thoughts, as I watch the hatchlings crane their necks to see better. It seemed appropriate.”



“My beloved has become a philosopher.”



“It comes from being mated to an enigma,” she returned.



“An enigma who loves you, and lives only to see our hatchlings thrive,” AuRon said aloud, looking at her.



She took a deep breath and spread her wings a little.



“Hatchlings,” Natasatch said. “Mind each other and enjoy the ceremonies. Your father and I are going to fly for a bit, so that we might see events better.”



Together, they soared.