When I was in the middle,
I find it hard to wriggle,
The life I had with him,
Is like a blurb in the rim.
***
THE YEAR 1904, a century away from the present time.
"The dragon who had been cursed. The Legend of the Cursed Dragon, King Wang Qing Long. Are you... are you the reason for that prohibited folklore?" Althea finally said it and she was waiting for his answer. Qing Long didn't have the time to deny and he nodded right away. Althea put her two hands on the corners of her lips, covered the puckers, and she was opening her mouth wide. He smiled sadly as he continued to sketch something on the sand.
Althea stood up as she balanced herself and stood farther away from Qing Long. He looked up at her suddenly, and Althea didn't know what to say.
