Umbra stood at the edge of a mountain cliff, the cool breeze brushing against him as the vast expanse of the sky stretched endlessly ahead. Behind him, there came the sound of laughter—a sound so rare and precious that it stirred something deep inside him. His wives were playing, their voices filled with joy as they basked in a moment of peace.
Akari, with golden hair shining in the sun, pointed toward the sky. "Look, a dragon!" she said, sculpting a large, white cloud into the shape of the mythical beast.
Seraphina, bold as always, snorted. "Cute, but let me show you how it's done." With a flick of her wrist, flames burst skyward, twisting through the cascade of a waterfall nearby. The water and flame merged, casting shimmering rainbows dancing in the air.
