Viviane

Viviane smiled at the cattails waving in the water.
She visited the small pond each evening, to calm and re-assure herself that no matter what happened or changed, the pond would remain the same.
Viviane was a librarian. Most dragons would consider this a rather dull job, but she thought the opposite.
Books contained wonderful adventures one would never be able to experience in real life.
She would always seize the opportunity to read whenever she saw it.
A voice awakened her out of her thoughts. “Vivvy! Dinner!”
Viviane jumped, scrambling to the main hut.
Inside, the room was dimly lit by candles sitting at a small wooden table.
The air smelled of delicious food, making Viviane’s mouths water.
Her mother sat at the table stirring a large pot of stew.
“Ah, Vivvy. You took so long I’d thought you had fallen into the pond!” She exclaimed.
“Sorry.”
“No need to apologize. Here, get some soup.”
Viviane sat down on the soft pillows, scooping some soup into her bowl.
She closed her eyes, taking a small sip of the warm soup.