Escape

she didn't expect blue flames/ her experience of dragons breathing fire had mainly been orange and red/ and there was a turquoise hint of the sea in the flames/ which made her wonder if there could be
a water and fire combo that was particularly searing/ she couldn't see a knight/ nor a steed for that matter/ and the discarded tyre was definitely not from a chariot/ the trees nearby might make a useful hiding place/ if she could hitch up the stupid long silk gown/ so she could climb over the fence/ she hears a whoosh/ feels heat at the back of her neck/ kicks off her satin slippers for speed/ climbs