Imaginationsvictim [2015-05-14 01:14:21 +0000 UTC]
Very nice... I did a story once called the Dragon's Offering, that has a similar scene
The Dragon's Offering(This story is one I did some time ago, but had not shared here. The recent set by DragonSalve's recent Dragon's Maid story, so decided to share here
The Dragon's Offering
The little cart lurched over the stones of the track and Sheldi jammed her feet against the side to steady herself, her heart thumping as she looked at the cliff-edge so close to the wheels. A crow floated in the void below her, ink-dark against the greens and browns of the heath. Sheldi was self-possessed enough to find her own fear funny in the blackest way, and she bared her teeth in a bitter grin.
Her father, walking behind the cart, saw her grimace and mumbled, βNearly there, my petal.β
Sheldi turned her head and spat at him, but her throat was too dry from fear and she produced only the noise of her contempt.
It was not as if bracing herself would help. Her hands were tired behind her back to one of the struts on the cart. If the mule pulling the vehicle should lose its footing on the narrow track
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HenLP [2015-02-15 20:13:54 +0000 UTC]
I don't think he sees you, sweetheart.
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