The dance

The Tari of the elves had been crowned today as their leader officially, in celebration there was a party thrown in the elf tree house village. I did not want to mingle with the crowd as I do not fit in with the living, most of the those around were dragons who showed me nothing but disdain. Caydeon an elf host to the dragon Soyrith was there dancing with his mate, he confuses me because I know there is two seperate people in the one body. When he speaks with me it is the dragon who dominates the other, he saw me hiding on the outside of the dancers and came over to me.

I had no time to argue or throw some protests before he had pulled me in to his embrace, I find some comfort in his arms as a friend since he quells my soul to calmness. Often it seems to war with whatever demon is inside me, and I am glad for the peace he brings me. However I did not expect him to drag me in to a dance, his hands on my hips that I only felt by the pressure upon them. We talked of a few things that I can not remember now, but it was pleasant and he soon left me to go back to his mate.

After the first time I met the Tari had gotten severely jealous of him holding me, I can not understand why she would. I have not been able to understand most emotions since coming back, so their meaning is often lost upon me.

I think I like dancing though.