SEPTEMBER MORN: Welcome to the Reluctant Dragons. Maybe we could meet in a nice, dark, damp, drafty cave to do what we do? You know---fire-breathing, tail-swishing, night flying, bringing home disgusting things to crunch in the dark, dragging our talons on chalk boards, filing our teeth to needle points, terrifying small children, and producing dreadful sulfurous fumes. Well, we were thrown out of Eden for SOME reason, right? (lol) Laughter and love, Tomi. Laughter and love.

Flighty Scapedragon