Chimper #3684
The dragon scale Sherii carries is smooth and warm, worn down by a thousand nervous touches. It was the first gift they received from their partner, offered with trembling hands under a sky bruised purple by the storms of The Dragon Wastelands. Branded heretics for their belief in the primal dragon spirits, they were exiles in a land of bones, their faith considered as dangerous as Itan-sha's. But here, in the howling wind, their forbidden love became its own sanctuary. Other outcasts saw it—the way they painted each other's faces for battle, the shared grin that defied their desolate surroundings. They never preached. They simply lived, their devotion to each other inseparable from their faith. And one by one, others came, drawn to that quiet, powerful truth.
