[I loved working so much with horses - my mother had a good friend who was a riding instructor and owned a ranch and I would go there for lessons for several years. In the end I really enjoyed Western a lot more than the English she taught which kinda nipped things a little, plus going to college... I would love to be able to start riding again. I love city life a lot, but sometimes it just makes me happy to go get lost in the mountains near my mom's place.]

"...there was a darkness in her," Charles said quietly, a certain sadness in his voice to hear such a thing. The rotten seed amongst the good. It was sadly something he knew something about and wished he didn't. However, this mention of a dragon... "Dragons... are not something we have in this world. Perhaps you could explain the significance of what the dragons mean to yours?"

Something wasn't quite making sense. He understood the idea that these dragons seemed to be evil, but- "are all dragons evil? Or only these Elder dragons? Why were they asleep?"