Genre: Slight angst, fluff
Word count: 8k
Drifting lazily above your head, you laid back on the grass and watched the puffy white clouds go by, finding the different shapes within them. One was obviously supposed to be a dragon, releasing a wisping breath of steam as if it were tired of holding it in all this time. It’s eyes were the pale blue of the sky with the smallest fleck of white that seemed to be staring at you. You never tore your eyes from it. What am I supposed to do now? You silently asked the dragon. His eyes seemed to search yours as you waited for the answer to come to you.