Transparent scales of glimmering glass cover her delicate skin.

Slitted pupils in sea colored eyes written off as a trick of the light.

Low growls of anger and sorrow lost in the din.

Her mane of hair, goldish when dim, flame-like when bright.

Someday she will spread her shimmering feathered wings and soar.

Someday she will let people see her, as she truly is.

Until that day she will wander within their midst, appearing to be one of them.

Just another invisible dragon.