So you can throw me to the wolves,
tomorrow i will come back
leader of the whole pack.
tomorrow i will come back
leader of the whole pack.
There was only one way in and one way out; the portal among the shallow shores of Edana. He had emerged from such waters only a season ago, water nearly filling his lungs and soaking his ears. Then, it was terrifying. There was no fear such as that of crashing waves, tossing one's thrashing body to and fro. No control, no knowledge of where he was going... simply at the whim of each current.
This time, however, was different. He knew what he was getting into. It was time to leave one world and find another, and it was not long before the water had, once again, swallowed him whole. He closed his eyes and allowed for the cool waves to wash over his fiery skin. It sizzled from the touch, his internal flame raging against the icy touch of the water. Dondre willed his magic to quiet, taking once last breath before the ocean washed over his head.
The next time he opened his eyes, he found himself someplace new. This was not the calm emergence from the shallows, but a frantic escape from the sea. The waves crashed and swirled, pulling the stallion under water just long enough for his head to spin, before spitting him back to the surface, only to do it all over again. Around and round he went, until his hooves hit rock and broken sea glass. He was thrown to the shore with an oof, the air knocked from his lungs.
There he laid, his muscles aching and heart pounding, gasping for air and coughing seawater from his mouth and nose. Its salty taste against his tongue was revolting, sand stuck to his teeth. Steam rose from his form, desperate to dry his drenched coat and warm his shaking limbs. His vision blurred as his eyelids grew heavy, begging the stallion to stay where he was and give way to darkness. Sleep, just for a moment. But the knight knew better. A resting dragon was a dead dragon, especially in a strange land.
With a groan, he hauled himself himself to his hooves, stumbling several steps before he managed to find his balance. Flicking his damp forelock from his eyes, he scanned his surroundings with a sigh. Jagged rocks jutted from the sand, a crab scurried toward the sea. Well, he thought to himself with a lopsided frown, we know the wrong way is behind us.
This time, however, was different. He knew what he was getting into. It was time to leave one world and find another, and it was not long before the water had, once again, swallowed him whole. He closed his eyes and allowed for the cool waves to wash over his fiery skin. It sizzled from the touch, his internal flame raging against the icy touch of the water. Dondre willed his magic to quiet, taking once last breath before the ocean washed over his head.
The next time he opened his eyes, he found himself someplace new. This was not the calm emergence from the shallows, but a frantic escape from the sea. The waves crashed and swirled, pulling the stallion under water just long enough for his head to spin, before spitting him back to the surface, only to do it all over again. Around and round he went, until his hooves hit rock and broken sea glass. He was thrown to the shore with an oof, the air knocked from his lungs.
There he laid, his muscles aching and heart pounding, gasping for air and coughing seawater from his mouth and nose. Its salty taste against his tongue was revolting, sand stuck to his teeth. Steam rose from his form, desperate to dry his drenched coat and warm his shaking limbs. His vision blurred as his eyelids grew heavy, begging the stallion to stay where he was and give way to darkness. Sleep, just for a moment. But the knight knew better. A resting dragon was a dead dragon, especially in a strange land.
With a groan, he hauled himself himself to his hooves, stumbling several steps before he managed to find his balance. Flicking his damp forelock from his eyes, he scanned his surroundings with a sigh. Jagged rocks jutted from the sand, a crab scurried toward the sea. Well, he thought to himself with a lopsided frown, we know the wrong way is behind us.
@Locust
