#saphira
He hunts in the Spine
The woods erupt warmth and light
The deer bolts, affright
A blue stone? No – dragon’s egg
She, Saphira Bjartskular.
Jul 19, 2025
Jul 19, 2025 at 3:47 PM UTC
Dust motes catch the light
The world sighs in shades of grey
My hand reaches it—
A blue cover, curled edges
One sharp breath, I turn the page
Jul 19, 2025
Jul 19, 2025 at 7:55 AM UTC