HOME, SWEET HOME

Skyblue felt the ground fall away beneath her.

A spiral drew her toward its center. At first she seemed to be falling; then she felt herself carried by a current that knew where it was going. She was not afraid. She let it carry her.

As she traveled, sounds, scents, and memories reached her. Some had come to her in dreams. Others were new, yet somehow familiar. She tried to look at her paws, but for a moment she could not find her dragon body.

The spiral grew still.

“Welcome home.”

The words came to her like a song. Skyblue surrendered to them and fell into a deep sleep.