C38 Book 3 The Dragon

Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there; I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow,

~Mary Elizabeth Frye, Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep

My heart hammers in my chest in excitement as we head to the carriage. Lily rides up front to drive and the five of us pile into the back.

It's a bumpy trip to the Light Dragon's home base