User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-30014014-20170425150833/@comment-28358106-20170427004553

"Oh!" Aurora gasps. She puts her hands over her mouth as she watches the butterfly flit around the room, leaving light trails as he does so. She laughs and, with a sudden upwards arching of her back, floats into the air. Her hair and tail float as if she were underwater, and she moves her body in a twisting, graceful motion, moving through the air as if she were passing through water.

The blue runes on her body glow as they give her the magic to fly, and she slowly swims, following the butterfly's sparkling trail. Its luminous threads roll over her body as she passes through them in this graceful, gentle ballet, never trying to catch him, but circling him in the steps of his dance, their shared joy unknown to those who cannot fly.

"Are you a dragon?" She says, laughing. "One of the old Dragons? Is that where your perfect fire comes from?  Or are you a secret prince, come to take me to your palace in the sky?  Is that how you carry your stars everywhere?" She picks up another cookie as she swims over it, eating it as she circles him.