DraconisNight130

Rachel had always had a fascination with dragonflies. What little girl hadn't? From the way they would flit from place to place, to the way they sparkled in the evening sun. The dragons would dance on the water, never quite touching the surface with their dainty, regal toes. Trying to copy their effortless, graceful motion was her favorite game as a child, back when her mother would still dance in the grassy fields at sunrise with her. To pretend she were one of the dragonflies. Rachel used to laugh as she stretched out her iridescent wings and took to the morning skies, like a faerie at the new day's birth. Those games were what prompted her