To fly like a bird would be captivity; trapped inside a gilded cage at the whims of greedy humans that sought to ruin what the Mother had created. But to fly as a dragon - a spiralling, chaotic death that appealed to him, to the ill-fated poet and artist whose ending would no doubt be untimely. Such was the way of the artistic world.
Verdilac's mind. May contain profanity, mature content, etc. Short thought extracts; poetry; lyrics.
