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A gray sky; gently rolling hills; barking; morning crickets; a small trickle of sunlight that just dazzled the gal's awakening. The blue dragon opened her one eye, a beautiful blue ring locked around a circular black spot: her pupil. And that eye sparkled with life as she gazed out the open door of the room she was sleeping in. It only took an excited waggle of her tail to determine how her day would go that day because Sapphire had ultimately decided that today was a good day. She didn't think about it; it came as instinct. She felt it.
Even though she was rather happy, that didn't mean she'd lose her elegance. Her long legs guided her small frame down the ship's halls in strong, powerful bounds and leaps. Memories of wonders, questions and mystery she often thought of upon seeing the setting immediately bounced into her mind, filling her with those same feelings. Over and over, she wondered what the place was. Sure, it was a ship, but what was a ship, anyway?
Today, I'll find out. Once I use the bathroom. And then, eat breakfast. When the day settled in and the time was right, fate would lead her to her destination. Kind of like a firefly and a lost guy in the dark.[/fancypost]