ice-blue eyes

His jaw dropped open. “You killed the dragon?”

“I might have.”

“But you’re a woman!”

I glanced down at my chest. “How remarkable! At least I’m halfway to working out who I am now…”

Dragonscale Clippings

lost, confused rider
tangled hair, ice-blue eyes
longsword, potato peeler
to recover her memories
clarity pyramid © Freya Pickard 2016
As I announced yesterday, my novel, Dragonscale Leggings, has finally been launched as an e-book! Please feel free to share and re-blog this post!

I’ve started making some videos about my writing! Please check them out at Dragonscale Leggings, The Rusalka Ritual, The Essence of Thyme and Patreon

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About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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