Art by  MatakiArtwork
Being a deep sea dragoness has it's advantages, claws and a streamline tail to catch any free sushi wondering by. Small, fast, and pitch black Eva is made for ocean life.
1000 leagues ensures complete isolation and safety from the outside world
Safety, that binds her to the sea floor, you can call it instinct, or survival.
The gift of site is useless. Only being able to see 5 feet in front of her, is ideal down in the dark. Her obysse is sanctuary and she will remain here forev......................


It calls... and calls. Sings to my heart, and sending electricity threw my vains! It sings louder, louder than the instinct to hunt or sleep. The dark reality around me seems to go numb.... and fade way.... It calls.

The surface. He must be there,
A rush of adrenaline and straight up! Up! Up! Up! my fins burning..... I wondering if there is a surface.... or just more ocean.....
Flying upward, I feel a heavy weight lifted. The depths had let go.
Excitement filled me as I swam tword the water's surface! Only to be met by a blinding white light as I break threw..... what now.....

Then, I hear him, the voice of my heart and dreams.
Sorring over me with his weightless sail like body, Vela appears.
No words are spoken, but the bond is made. Vela shifts his wings and catches the strong ocean breeze. Off into the horizon he sores, and I will fallow
Vela knows the way