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When Talking To DragonsWhen in the presence of a dragon...More Like This
You must stay calm,
and let your fears wave away.
Like the gentle pull of the ocean.
They look down on you with slender eyes.
Judging your every breath.
As you shallowly take in your gasps,
like quick streams of water rushing down a steep hill.
When speaking to dragons...
You must be brave.
Act with confidence that your words speak well,
and go without vexation or indignation
For a wrong word could mean termination.
They will listen to what you have to say
with the ears of a thousand mocking birds.
Until of course you speak astray,
and the rest is left to their flaming breath
When listening to dragons...
You must behave.
Allow them their prudence and wisdom,
for dragons are the perfect beings.
And they know all.
Why do you wish, oh young one, to consult the dragons?
Is it because your lost is a world without paths?
A world so dark and without any maps?
Does the life you live serve you no happiness?
Is it your own kind to blame?
The ones w
Yin and Yang Anime: Dragons Dance (Rose)I walk towards the center of the stone circle, taking deep breaths to calm my frazzled nerves. I hear the clanking if the guards armor behind me, and I know that Takeshi and my father is there too. Once in the center, I close my eyes and open my senses to the surrounding vicinity. On cue, my body begins the dance sacred to my family that would allow the dragon to enter the mortal plain from its spiritual domain.More Like This
As my body unconsciously travels through the dance forms, I slowly feel my senses fading from the mortal world and open to spiritual. My vision dims, my breathing slows, and I feel a sense of calm and peace I had never felt before. I feel the conclusion of the dance arrive, and now I no longer stand in the mortal plain.
I float amongst the clouds, rays of light surrounding me. I look around, unsure of what happens next.
Snort.
My head snaps up, my ears strain to hear the slightest sound.
Whoosh.
Something is near, soaring through the air. I scan the vicinity, trying to spot any
Sta.sh
