Her influence lingered long after she’d settled into stillness. 

The way we pause when a dragon settles.

 The instinct to lower our voices.

 The respect given to rest. 

That all came from her. 

Elliot is the king of the terrarium now—confident, alert, and very much alive. He hunts with enthusiasm, patrols his bioactive kingdom daily, and basks like royalty beneath his lights. His world is brighter, busier, and full of motion. 

But his kingdom was shaped by a queen who came first. One who taught us how to listen, how to slow down, and how to share space with a dragon on her own terms. 

Izzy ruled first.

 Elliot rules now. 

Different rulers.

 Same crown. 👑