But what was this? The little dragon was wobbling toward her. making a distressed sound and eyes whirring.

Someone handed her a bowl of meat chunks. "Feed her!" they cried. She wouldn't approach anyone else.

As she looked into the beautiful multicolored eyes of the little dragon, she heard in her head, "My name is Delia. Will you be my friend?"

...


Marge is the love of my life.