She strode over to the top of the castle to the lone dragon statue, feeling the cool breeze over her body.
She stretched out a hand and stroked the neck of the stone and over the giant ruby of an eye.
"The Dragon Stone," she whispered to him. "Mystic heart of all dragons, now part of you to watch for their return."

~Jon Schweer ( thanks again, hun! )




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"Black with just a touch of red to add some spice"

I had to add a little bit of blue because my good friend wore that color on her birthday. Happy Birthday, hun! And just incase you're wondering what those birds represent - it is us...your friends. Sometimes we're just held up somewhere or pre-occupied with something but we are here and care for you nonetheless.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, sweetie!!!




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MY THANKS TO:

for the BG sky
for the dragon statue
for the bird brush