You don't pray?" Ram asks.

"Which one should I pray to," I say flatly, "the dragon, or the fairy?"

Ram stares at me.

I tug on my ponytail. "That's our religion," I explain, suddenly self-conscious. "A mountain fairy married a dragon. That's where we all come from."

I can see the shy smile poking at Ram's lips. "You're half-fairy?"

"And half-dragon," I remind him.

"Right. Definitely.

Autor: Rose Christo

You don't pray?" Ram asks.<br /><br />"Which one should I pray to," I say flatly, "the dragon, or the fairy?"<br /><br />Ram stares at me.<br /><br />I tug on my ponytail. "That's our religion," I explain, suddenly self-conscious. "A mountain fairy married a dragon. That's where we all come from." <br /><br />I can see the shy smile poking at Ram's lips. "You're half-fairy?"<br /><br />"And half-dragon," I remind him.<br /><br />"Right. Definitely. - Rose Christo

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