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.

It sounds like I should breathe fire however. Because I never was and never will be a whore.

Yes, that seems to be in question despite the fact I haven’t been in the same room as anyone else since February.

But some intellectually incapable she-wolf has lied, and lied, and lied about me.

Who knows how many have pretended to be me.

Some racist arseholes who use language I find so offensive I won’t write them for the affront they cause my soul.

Some lies are disgusting vile rumors, that I would let harm come to the vulnerable through my own actions.

And I still don’t really know what the hell is going on.

Except I lived up the road from an identity thief turned cyberpunk terrorist. And now at the end of the hall from a vigilante thief.

Exciting

When can I go back to being soft and sweet please?

Because this needing to be a dragon crap is old.