Qua-ttro

While the salty tinge to the where the coastline met the sea could be thought to be soothing to the dragons that had always known the life by the water, the dark sapiere, her wings tipped with red and her body lined with sharp pointed spikes, could only wrinkle her snout and try to ignore it. There was no time to dwell on the scenery that stretched out in a wide expanse below her… Not when there were corrupted, tortured souls in need of her help. Nora kept her gaze sharp as she dipped and circled over the thicker foliage cover that began where the beach ended, where it was said that many of the elders had taken to hiding. They were opposed to the sunshine, that had bestowed its light upon Nora’s back now in her flight. It saddened her, to think that something could be so vile as to turn a dragon away from the warming comfort of the Sun. Waterfalls cascaded in graceful dances off the cliffs that surrounded one stretch of a jungle-like forest approaching, a light, humid mist meeting