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October 4, 2010
I can feel you, dragon-like.

I turn my head, and I see your claws. In the edges of my vision, I see your mouth pouring smoke over my shoulder. Your wings surround me, cover me, hide me from the world. From the sun.

You are wrapped around me. Protecting. Possessing.

I want your fire. I want the deep dark spaces of your mind, your bitterest pain. I want to steal that pain. I want to tear it from you, burn it up inside myself.

Powerful, you say. So powerful. Made for something bigger, and all I want is you.