A/N: This was a school assignment, actually. It was only intended to be viewed by the school at first. But, the teachers and the other students seemed to love it so much that I decided to share it with FictionPress. In case anybody actually cares.


I am lost in my mind. And enjoying it as much as possible.
I wonder if someone actually cares for what's going on in the back of my brain.
I hear the roar of my dragonmen, the flap of their leathery wings, and the clicking of their claws as battle rushes to meet them.
I see blue as I exchange my human disguise for my true Wingcat form, and then the angry gnash of ghouls as my friends bury their teeth in their necks.
I want ... I only want for them to be safe. The only friends I have in the world. My dragons.
I am lost in my mind. And enjoying it as much as possible.

I pretend that the battle is over. I also pretend that Jojishi, the murky green dragonman, has fallen under the spear that was intended for Megane, the rich blue-scaled one.
I feel great pain for him, along with the other two. Kawai bows beside him, searching his face for any active life.
I touch his soft light mane, feeling the way it ripples gently over my paws.
I worry ... Life without him seems barely possible without our murky green brother.
I cry in joy, seeing his reptilian eyes open and look up at me, in concern for my own health.
I am lost in my mind. And enjoying it as much as possible.

I understand that you may not understand. You may think me childish, foolish.
I say that I am a wanderer. A wanderer of the subconscious. Nomadic to my imagination, as a moth is towards the moon.
I dream many, many things that I mostly do not tell others. This story is special. Because you heard.
I try to get you to understand, because all of these dreams, these thoughts, these adventures; are all suddenly leaking out, and I... I must tell someone!
I hope that you will still stay and listen a while. My conscious is lonely.
I am lost in my mind. And enjoying it as much as possible.