kazulthedragon

With December just around the corner comes one of Lingua’s largest gift-giving holidays. Massive celebrations require extensive planning; and Vela is one heck of a planner. For a holiday such as this, she needs to start prepping months in advance. Aster always scolds her for bringing out the winter decorations at the end of summer. (Autumn has barely begun,) he’ll complain. (I don’t need a reminder ...

Jazzy tunes filled the air as a convertible vehicle cruised down the highway, its green paint sparkling in the sunshine. It was a great day for a drive, which was commonplace in the beachside town River Broussard called home. The human drove with one hand on the wheel and the other dangling lazily out the window, fingers tapping against the door to the beat of the music. Their Paralogos, a visual oddity named Parthia with two heads and multi-textured wings, rest...