Suki sat on the ledge of the roof, her feet dangling over the side. A cup of coffee in her hands and she was looking at the sky.
The sun was beginning to peak over the horizon. The clouds were changing shape once again, and one began to morph into a winged serpent.
“What you doing?” Angst asked.
“Oh, just chasing dragons,” Suki replied.

I went a little experimental on this one, Scomber’s lyrics had me daydreaming.