On the Road to Colosseum

[Dawnika Snow]

Dawnika grinned back at Alexyana, "we do not have these in Xenithia. They told me it would keep my neck warm." The scarf was big around her neck and covered her chin. The ends of the scarf hung down to the left side of her waist.

Dawnika happened to over hear the word Lotziidu. It struck her mind instantly. "Lotziidu? That sounds like ancient dragon texts from Xenithia. The dragons would speak to each other in thier own language. I forget the name of the language, but that sounds like it. I remember reading about it when I was studying to bring my-I mean I was studying. The only sentence I can remember that we transcribed was 'Drem Yol Lok' which means greetings."She sighed in relief almost having revealed that little secret in her life. Shit, I need to stop running my mouth. No one here needs to know what happened. They'll try to just be sympathetic and I do not need that right now.