(a.k.a. Welcome to the Isle of MisFits! VI)
I’m hysterically Happi beyond belief to know that Magic is alive & well here in the green-canopied world of the Faeri Wood, but Dragons in my wall?! Not so much.
A few hours ago, I saw one with my very own eyes, and I still haven’t been able to fall asleep. My bedroom door which normally stands open is now closed with me and my 6 roommates on this side of a very heavy door. After its horrific discovery, my cats and I retreated, my sputtering apologies for the previous times I had admonished them for being pussies about not eagerly going after, the “mouse that was shopping thru my many unpacked boxes”. I’m even ashamed about the times that I unknowingly threw them into a blind corner and left them there to face the “noise” from behind the box, all alone.
At least I’m hoping it’s only a baby Dragon…