M.K, Child of the Dragons

M.K had always felt off, ever since she was old enough to understand what to call it. She could never pinpoint what made her feel that way, only that it was the only constant in her world. After years of moving around in orphanages, she is now ten, and able to see things that normal people can't. One night she saw a trail of dust. She never imagined where that dust would take her.....