Day 039: Nynn’s Dream
The wind blew calmly through her hair and she walked through the field. Held her hands out near her waist feeling the tall grass and flowers brush them as she walked. There was a small dog pouncing through the field chasing birds and butterflies. She smiles as smelled the sweet scent of daffodils and morning glories in the air. The air was cool and made her skin feel soft and tingly. She loved this place. She looked forward to coming here as often as she could. The only problem was that she knew it was a dream and the likelihood that there was a place like this in the real world was next to zero.
Knowing it was a dream, she pushed off with her feat and lifted into the air. The nice things about dreams when you know that they are dreams is that you can make that dream do for you what you will. In this case, Nynn loved to fly and made the dream let her fly whenever she could.
The puppy that was romping through the field also was able to fly and joined her in the sky. They flew together, chasing each other and speeding through the clouds. Then she heard a small noise. It was a strange noise that came deep within the puppy. It got louder and louder. The puppy was growling. It turned to her in mid air. They hovered for several minutes when he showed his teeth and made a growl that no dog should ever be able to make. It sounded like a roaring river or waterfall covered over with a forest fire.
The shock on her face slowly changed to understanding. This growl was not coming from the puppy. It wasn’t even coming from the dream. This growl was a dragon growl, Athvor’s growl.
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Athvor by
Robert T Gasperson is licensed under a
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