Sylvanna Devlin

Attack me, physically, emotionally, mentally and I develop a ferocious aura.

The dragon in me emerges from my forehead energetically speaking.

And surrounds me with ruby red protection.

I become fierce and unyielding.

Ready to spit back or endure.

I will be the biggest dragon in Portland to avoid a physical fight and shut down any other kind.

But I melt into safety when a “bigger dragon” is in my area.

Encountering one allows the dragon to turn sapphire blue and go to sleep. And my true self emerges.

I’m soft, gentle and sweet. Good natured with a creed I stick to and patience for anyone. Everyone is beautiful to me. And I connect to others easily.

A mischievous pixie who could do with losing a few if the cortisol would let up.

It’s such a dichotomy that people think there are two people living here.

So it gets weird if someone appropriates my pen name or true identity. Or just someone has the same name.

Because everyone else is confused too.

I’m not used to there being an other Sylvanna or Melissa around. And now some claim to be both.

There’s a mysterious problem in this building – mostly from my stalker. So I must regularly be a giant dragon.

But by any spirit listening, I’d rather be a pixie.