Tainted Twins-Unknown
My feet echo as my steps run along the metal floor. My dragon moves uncomfortably inside my chest the deeper we get underground. Even after all these years we can’t get used to the feeling. We belong outside and in the skies after all. That is our nature. When I was young I used to cry each time I entered this place. That action has long since been beaten out of me.
Now, I find the sound of the Tungsten metal to be a comfort. I have made this place my home. Others
Now, I find the sound of the Tungsten metal to be a comfort. I have made this place my home. Others that are of a different species than human look down on me for what I do. I was raised to be this way. Raised to bring my own here. I have been doing it for so long now that I don’t know another way.