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rainbowfic2015-08-16 10:46 pm
novel_machinist) wrote in rainbowfic2015-08-16 10:46 pm
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Dealing with Dragons in Space Lilith Faire Main Stage and Dragon Scale Green
Author: novel_machinist
Theme: Dragon Scale Green 6 But it is one thing to read about dragons and another to meet them
Supplies: Lilith Faire // Main Stage
Story: Bio Elves and Techno Dwarves (untitled)
Character: Troy
Word Count: 382
Summary: When you're with people from a box, they don't understand the smallness. Character study on one of the main characters from the fantasy world my wife and I are working on
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Notes: Okay! So what you need to know is that dragons are actually aliens that can survive on radiation instead of breathing oxygen if they are in dragon form. So... dragons are basically cosmonauts. Just ROLL with me here. At any rate, my dragons are a little different and I figured why not show them off a bit.
“Don't you feel, I don't know, small?”
Nelly, for all their bright colors and their invention, even with all the biohacks and the pure imagination that was elven physicality can't really understand. When you were born on one planet and only knew one, I supposed that it made some sense. Their Planet, the Home of the Powers, Earth, it has a million names. I personally just like Planet.
They just don't understand that yes, when I shed the human form and give up the oxygen I feel small. When the crushing force that is a true lack of atmosphere tings against my scales and I spread my wings that there is no other moment in time that allows me to feel so very small. When there is no wind, just gravity and weightlessness I need muscles to burn in ways that they can never do here.
When the sounds of birds, bugs, and the babbling brook are distant memories from the Planet or from any of the other hundreds of lived planets I am alone in the silence. The black pitch is pricked with stars that alight millions of possibilities. Each single future is mine, every turn to take belongs to me and me alone. Each possibility is as limitless as the next; of course I feel small.
But small does not mean insignificant.
novel_machinistTheme: Dragon Scale Green 6 But it is one thing to read about dragons and another to meet them
Supplies: Lilith Faire // Main Stage
Story: Bio Elves and Techno Dwarves (untitled)
Character: Troy
Word Count: 382
Summary: When you're with people from a box, they don't understand the smallness. Character study on one of the main characters from the fantasy world my wife and I are working on
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Notes: Okay! So what you need to know is that dragons are actually aliens that can survive on radiation instead of breathing oxygen if they are in dragon form. So... dragons are basically cosmonauts. Just ROLL with me here. At any rate, my dragons are a little different and I figured why not show them off a bit.
“Don't you feel, I don't know, small?”
Nelly, for all their bright colors and their invention, even with all the biohacks and the pure imagination that was elven physicality can't really understand. When you were born on one planet and only knew one, I supposed that it made some sense. Their Planet, the Home of the Powers, Earth, it has a million names. I personally just like Planet.
They just don't understand that yes, when I shed the human form and give up the oxygen I feel small. When the crushing force that is a true lack of atmosphere tings against my scales and I spread my wings that there is no other moment in time that allows me to feel so very small. When there is no wind, just gravity and weightlessness I need muscles to burn in ways that they can never do here.
When the sounds of birds, bugs, and the babbling brook are distant memories from the Planet or from any of the other hundreds of lived planets I am alone in the silence. The black pitch is pricked with stars that alight millions of possibilities. Each single future is mine, every turn to take belongs to me and me alone. Each possibility is as limitless as the next; of course I feel small.
But small does not mean insignificant.
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