Doormaze Drage Leaving Part Two
Dreams And Dragons Doormaze Drage woke up and quickly wrote her dream down. It was one of many dreams of dragons setting fire to London. She always had them, though for someone who lived in the countryside, this did not ever make sense to her. However, she thought little of them, nearly something entertaining to dream of. She slid out of bed and looked at herself in the mirror. Her light brunette hair looked like it needed little brushing yet she did it anyway. Her eyes were a deep blue, which was the colour that they turned when she was in deep thought. They always changed colour to match her emotions whatever they were. They would be amber when she was happy, red when she was angry, a light silver blue when she was upset, a white gray when she was not emoting, green when she was ill and purple when she was having mixed emotions and whenever she was confused. She had lost count with how many times she had to explain that she was not wearing contatlenzes w...