Sleeping Dragon i’m not in love so don’t forget it

probably, ying replied. she knew that there were differences, but mountains and volcanoes did look alike. there is a hole at the top with hot air, she added. there had been something inside of it, too. ying tried to think back, though all she could remember to describe it as was red.

ying looked the male over, noticing his discomfort. what happened? she asked.