The long dead dragon felt the breath tickle her lips after it crawled up her throat. Her lungs deflated. Her heart beat. The darkness-of-flying-above-peaks seeped into the corners of her vision before she finally remembered to inhale once again- her first breath after a century ‘living’ as an eldunarí. Her first breath in borrowed lungs.
I'M NOT DEAD.
Life has been crazy lately but I finally found the time and energy to finish the next chapter of "In the Kingdom by the Sea". The danger of this is that now I remember why I love Immogen and her story so much.
Hopefully there won't be quite as big of a delay before I get more content done.







