Jan 1, 2025
‘I flopped down into my desk chair, exhausted. It was finally over.
It was hard to believe that several days of destruction, ruined paperwork, charred benchtops and scorched journals were all the work of the tiny creature licking its own eyeballs in the jar.
Not due to any malice or mischief, it was just unfortunate that the chemicals in the creature’s drool combust when exposed to air.
It can sit in the shame jar a few minutes while I catch my breath, then it can go back where it belongs. ‘
-Page from a partially burned journal, author unknown
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Thinking about how a lot of dragonfire in movies now is shown as having some liquid goopyness to it. It spills and splashes and drips.
Then thinking about that but smaller. Much smaller.
