The Exiled Dragon
Veronica Foxi ran away from the hunterdashing through the snow in a pair of broken skisimagine yourself in a frozen forestthe darkness was comfortable for me
In the glass's bottom, small white pearls danced in liquid.
“It’s kinda like boba tea. Have you ever had that back on Earth?” I shook my head, taking the glass. “Oh, well, it’s like tapioca. Except here, it’s like mini shots of Everclear.” Willa laughed manically, already hiccupping. “Sorry, Orion said, to have fun.”
“Here, here,” Daine swallowed another glass down. Deciding to sip, and I do mean small sips, Willa and Daine drilled me how big Creed’s, ‘massive bamboo stick is.