Chained from birth; my black scales' cost,
They chased me out — unloved, alone, lost.
I sought refuge. What else could I do?
I became in imprisoned, my jailer was you.
This ivy's immortal; these bonds won't sever,
I am bound to you — now and forever.
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Bound to You
PoetryA poem written for a friend that links to one of her recent masterpieces (see cover picture). It is about two of our dragon OCs, and their relationship, which could be described as quite far from mutual. If you like my friend's art, check her out on...
