And a happy new year to you all.

Jan 01, 2009 17:35

January 1 - our breaths in winter
Series: Young Wizards
Rating: G
Characters: Dairine, Roshaun
Spoilers: Book 7?

AN: I think I've got PMS.


'Dragon smoke,' Dairine says.

'What?'

'Breathe out,' she tells him and he does, breath pausing in an almost-hiccup almost-laugh when he sees the steam.

'Hot and cold air reacting too make moisture? It's hardly smoke. And what is a dragon?'

Dairine's expression is part irritation part amusement when she glances at him. 'A dragon is a mythical reptile. A lizard or a snake, with wings or without depepnding on the legend. In China they're benevolent, in Europe they're usually bringers of destruction. Sometimes, they're gods.' She turns and walks backwards in front of him for a moment, blows the mist at his face. 'They have an analogue in nearly every country. They bring rain, or they're associated with earth or metal or air, but in Europe they're normally associated with fire.'

'Fire?'

'They breathe it.'

'Hence the smoke,' he says. She nods and shoves her hands in her pockets. He breathes out again. 'Benevolence and destruction?' he says suddenly.

'Sound familiar?' Dairine asks, and Roshaun smiles.

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