Sarah tilted her head back so she could see his tatoo. It was odd, she normaly disaprooved of injecting ink into skin, but the more she looked at this design the more she liked it. It was a dragon with a forked leg and orange eyes. no not orange, bacause skin cant glow like that and the ink only comes in green. its stomach was curved around fire; fiercly protecting its only belonging. the more she stared, the more she got trapped in it, the more real it became. the fire started to burn and sarah felt a feeling of complete bliss, innocence, and clarity. Moments later, she felt nothing.

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