I would like to thank the folks at WeWriWa for giving me something to look forward to every Sunday. I'm not really sure how I happened across it...or finally noticed it, since I had seen blogposts regarding it before. But, for whatever reason, this summer, I became a part of it. I feel truly blessed to have happened upon such a wonderful group of talented and supportive writers. (Okay, sniff sniff, enough mushy stuff)!
So, for this week's eight, I'm continuing right on with where we left off...here. Last week a large burst of flame shot past Ravyn's head, and the dragon has pretty much trashed her campsite. Things aren't looking so good...
Ravyn fought to suppress rising panic, forcing herself to take a deep breath. If only I could talk to it. She felt pulsing warmth deep within her and focused on that place. Instinctively she held her hands out in front of her palms up. She now stood facing the angry scarlet beast.
“Please mighty dragon, hear my words...I have dreamed of seeing a dragon since I was a little girl, you are far more magnificent than I’d imagined possible...you are astonishing.” She bowed her head.
So, I did a little bit of ellipsical (it's a word, I'm sure of it) work to make it all fit. I hope you don't mind too terribly much! Have a splendiferous day and I'm looking forward to reading all the wonderful snippets of eight!