The day is wonderful. Clear blue sky with greenish hues. Soft breezes wave tree leaves.
Suddenly, a whirlwind of inward thoughts. I was thinking of that fear fraught girl, and then she asked! "Are you singing into my mind?"
She stands still, but for little trembles at her knees (seen by the light waving oscillation of her dress).
So I ask if she has an ability to hear the thoughts of others.
Her head dips a little "N.No. Do you have an ability to send or control? I mean.. ah. well... words.. lyrical in my head!"
I confess that I had been thinking about her fears and I have a lyrical disposition, but I am not possessed of mental tricks.
Immediately after saying that I ask myself. This is a new body. What do I know about it, really? I have been having conversations with the dragon in just that way for days now.
I suggest to her that we keep travelling. I get the feeling we both suspect this effect is because of the dragon.
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Just Good Friends With The Dragon
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