I had a dream once, and in that dream I was merely human. I had much to say, but little courage. I had much to do but little time. I lived, bloomed, and faded like a flower. I passed into dust and was seen no more. Then I woke again.
Something about the dream touched my scale-clad heart. I want to know her before she passes into the dust with the other humans. I'm trying to figure it all out - they live such short lives. Their honor is not rewarded. Time and chance happen to them all.
I still see her when I dream. So I'm sitting here on the borders of infinity, just watching her. I'll tell you what I observe.
About Tsarmina, my human
Journal Entries
Green and Grey
The Ten Commandments
Family
Confuzzled.
Poems
Romeo and Juliet
One Dark Midnight
Time
Not Perfect
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