#a bumch of other things dirst ans im like no thank you!! i dint wanna do that!!!! so i never end up weiting at all

[mercury-drinker]

Writung blurb under cut

“Do you think you’re a good dragon?”

Divinity’s head swiveled to face the pink-and-blue SeaWing who’d spoken. A sudden uncertainty flooded her mind, stuck between her scales like mud and wet sand.

When she offered no answer, the SeaWing, Boto, turned to stare at her, his startlingly blue eyes, the ones she’d never gotten used to and likely never would, wide with expectation.

No avoiding the question now.

“I’m not sure,” the dragoness muttered, coiling her slim tail around her wrists. “What makes someone a good dragon?”

At her question, a thoughtful hum emitted from Boto, and his gaze was guided back to the night sky and the thousands of stars that danced within it. Divinity couldn’t help but to look as well.

“My aunt would always say that a good dragon isn’t someone who’s always honest or kind, but someone with good intentions or good heart.” Boto studied the mesmerizing clouds of stardust that reigned supreme in the sky over their heads.

Divinity’s eyes were pried away from the swirl of stars and moonlight to glance at her chest, where a knot of worry had begun to swell.

“Then I don’t think I’m a good dragon.” She raised a talon from the soil underclaw to prod at her chest a little less than gently, as though her body were a dead insect. “I’m not sure my heart is good.”

“And what makes you think that?”

The NightWing forced her claw away from her chest before she could end up chipping the scales and answered, “I’m selfish; I’ve never cared for anyone but myself — not to mention I’m cursed. Perhaps the deities cursed me because they knew I’d be no good. Everyone around me seems to think the same.”

“I don’t,” Boto pointed out. “And I don’t think you’re cursed. If you were cursed, surely you wouldn’t have me.”

For a moment, Divinity gave no answer, pondering both his words and her own.

Then she rolled her shoulders in a small shrug. “I don’t know. It’s like the saying goes; eyes are the window to the soul, and mine are black.”

BUSZ ZJE QDONDJQBWDDW love these two!!!!

This isnt a skit from the story itself (i havent even written the prologue for it yet 😔) and just me trying to get used to writing these characters and writing in general since i havent weitten anything too long in a whiiiile so yeah!! Eenjou! Gibe feedback and critisism please!!!!!!