Venting (Slightly venting slightly story) Im not a princess...

[LunaNyx_]

I'm a dragon.

I roam the darkness of night and it's darkened hues welcome me as if welcoming a old friend. My teeth are sharp, my claws equally so, my power only calls forth the worst nightmares imaginable... And I only hurt people. I only exist to hurt people.

Even though I don't want to.

I was born a dragon, yet I wanted to be a princess, met with a handsome prince that would love me, and take me away from the dark, lonely tower that I reside in, the dark lonely tower I've had no other choice but to be in... To keep safe from the outside, whom only want me either slayed or in pain for simply existing...


And to keep the outside safe from me.

There have been knights and princes before, whom have attempted to be with me. I'll never understand why. I'll never understand how you could love a dragon. I send them away in time, I FORCE them to leave... They don't belong with me. They belong outside. In the daylight. I am not made for the light of the sun, I am a child of the moon. A child of darkness.


And yet... It still hurts me to let them go. Because I loved them. I still do. I love each one of them, and they? Believed they loved me too, but they were just being fools...


You do not love a dragon. You KILL a dragon.


Or... Alternatively. You leave a dragon to kill itself.

 

[Angi]

I roam the darkness of night and it's darkened hues welcome me as if welcoming a old friend. My teeth are sharp, my claws equally so, my power only calls forth the worst nightmares imaginable... And I only hurt people. I only exist to hurt people.

Your words are sharp, too. You can use this, to touch people from a distance, for example, I know you can. Maybe there is yet a way for you to learn to destroy your tower and be close to the prince you wish for.

 

[LunaNyx_]

Your words are sharp, too. You can use this, to touch people from a distance, for example, I know you can. Maybe there is yet a way for you to learn to destroy your tower and be close to the prince you wish for.

I wish there was. I don't think words will be enough...

The darkness increases with every passing hour and my scars grow with it.

Its only a matter of time I finally go for my own throat.