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My Dragon

My Dragon

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Fantasy
The creatures haunt my dreams, prowling around. They strike like Cobras and sting like bees. They're my enemy, but yet they are what saves my life in the end. This creature, although majestic and beautiful has a heart of ice. By far the coldest heart I've ever met. I work with them, but against them. My bond fighting against its own kind, for me. _*_*_*_**_*_*_*_*_* Bound by love and compassion. Bound by fury and passiveness. The creatures. One, with wings the other, a flightless human. Bound together, forever. If one dies the other will follow.. Fire, Ice, Earth, Air and Gold. You cannot choose for your dragon will resemble you. You are one with your dragon. _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_* Not good at descriptions. But please read you won't be disappointed.
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"Are you coming to bed firefly?" He says to me laying his hands over my waist joining me in looking over the city. "I want to look out for a little longer if that is alright?" I mumble hoping that he heard me anyways, I wasn't ready to walk into that bedroom, and I don't think I ever would be. "Of course, I'll be getting ready for bed, come in whenever you are ready." He says confidently and walks away leaving my waist cold something for which I am grateful. Especially when my mind burns with other more dangerous thoughts. The warmth that forever lingers in the air, never burning the skin, but always reminding about what is around us. I force air into my lungs feeling the unexpected warmth fill me. He stands in the room watching me even though he said he was getting ready for bed. He is worried about me, about me jumping. I have contemplated it I will admit, but he would stop me before I fell even two feet. I was stuck, and no one could save me. Not even myself, my fucking weak self. His presence is demanding no matter where we are, but right now I could sense everything about him, and I try to suppress the unwanted feelings that curl right under my skin. "Firefly? About done?" He calls out and I release my hand from the guard rail not realizing that as I looked at the lights that covered the shining city with the falling fire in the background that my subconscious was thinking about how nice it would be... how relieving it would be... to just fall. True freedom. I take a step back and wrap my hands together turning around to a fully clothed unchanged man and nod once. I could see the fear in his eyes that I would, he knows if he gave me the chance... I wasn't ready for this, but I had to survive. No matter what. Highest Ranks: #17 In Romance #5 in Soulmates

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