Before the generation ship crashed on this desert alien planet I was a Vagrant. Unplanned and unwanted, struggling to survive.
Now we're on Tajss and if not for the natives, seven foot tall dragon-men with wings and tails and scales, we’d all be dead.
My new friends are finding love and I couldn’t be happier for them but I want to fit in, I want to have a place and a purpose. Strangely enough the only one who might understand is one of those scaled dragon-men.
I wanted comfort and attention but it turns out 'one night stand' doesn't translate into Zmaj. He wants more and won't give up until he claims his treasure. Me.
Now we're on Tajss and if not for the natives, seven foot tall dragon-men with wings and tails and scales, we’d all be dead.
My new friends are finding love and I couldn’t be happier for them but I want to fit in, I want to have a place and a purpose. Strangely enough the only one who might understand is one of those scaled dragon-men.
I wanted comfort and attention but it turns out 'one night stand' doesn't translate into Zmaj. He wants more and won't give up until he claims his treasure. Me.
