Something stirs....
Deep within the abigo caves, the air seems to crackle and bubble as it rises from slumber. A creature who seems as old as time itself, made of iridescent courts and dripping gold. Slowly it unfurls itself, revealing a creature so large it could devour forests, and kill an army in one fell swoop. Its cave is filled with fumes, thick from years of broken dreams letting the knot of control slip loose.
Finally it blinks open cold serpentine eyes, and by the second blink it is swarming out of the caves. Twisting through the largest passages, until the darkness is left behind. It is the bats that screech out of the caves gaping entrance first, silhouetted against the moonlight. And the beast, the dragon, is quick to follow.
He perches himself above the mouth of the cave, stretching wings that have not been used in many turns of the world. They cast a shadow so wide, and so deep, that even Solis’ sun could not have pierced its depths.
The beast remembers…
That from the time he hatched he was fractured, broken. As if at his conception someone had torn out a piece, and thrown it to the wind. He had spent decades searching, wandering the world. From far off lands of ice and fire, to quiet barren worlds. He hungered for it, and no matter what he did to satisfy, the starvation gnawed away at his insides. And finally, when he felt he was losing a grip on those pieces that still remained, when the string holding him together was loosening. He had taken the plunge, deep down under the soil of novus. And curled himself into a just right chamber. To forget. To fade.
And yet now he awoke, to something stirring in the air.
The feeling was ambiguous, no real substance. But it was a sort of pull, a tug, that had made its way into his dreams, and thrust him into consciousness. He took off into the skies, and flew for three nights, and three days. He passed over veneror peak, and stopped atop its temple, feeling the stones shift under his weight. He passed over each court, searching, and hoping that perhaps somewhere, the tug would become a pull, and he would find what he was missing.
He finds it…
It was on the fourth night, as he had finally given up hope, flying over Novus’ seas to a new land once more, that it struck him. A force so strong, it was as if his legs had been shackled in golden chains, and reeled in by the force of 10 000 men. He circled back towards the continent, eyes narrowed at the distant shore. The sound of the waves grew louder, deafening even, as he approached. The spray brought up the smell of salt and brine.
He emerged,
Only his shadow visible from behind the spray, until he soars through it, finally perching in front of the man who stands on the cliffs. Rocks tumble into the sea as he plants himself there, sending water high into the air.
“You”
The words come out as a deep rasp, after decades of not using that serpentine tongue.
“You are what I’ve been looking for”
Deep within the abigo caves, the air seems to crackle and bubble as it rises from slumber. A creature who seems as old as time itself, made of iridescent courts and dripping gold. Slowly it unfurls itself, revealing a creature so large it could devour forests, and kill an army in one fell swoop. Its cave is filled with fumes, thick from years of broken dreams letting the knot of control slip loose.
Finally it blinks open cold serpentine eyes, and by the second blink it is swarming out of the caves. Twisting through the largest passages, until the darkness is left behind. It is the bats that screech out of the caves gaping entrance first, silhouetted against the moonlight. And the beast, the dragon, is quick to follow.
He perches himself above the mouth of the cave, stretching wings that have not been used in many turns of the world. They cast a shadow so wide, and so deep, that even Solis’ sun could not have pierced its depths.
The beast remembers…
That from the time he hatched he was fractured, broken. As if at his conception someone had torn out a piece, and thrown it to the wind. He had spent decades searching, wandering the world. From far off lands of ice and fire, to quiet barren worlds. He hungered for it, and no matter what he did to satisfy, the starvation gnawed away at his insides. And finally, when he felt he was losing a grip on those pieces that still remained, when the string holding him together was loosening. He had taken the plunge, deep down under the soil of novus. And curled himself into a just right chamber. To forget. To fade.
And yet now he awoke, to something stirring in the air.
The feeling was ambiguous, no real substance. But it was a sort of pull, a tug, that had made its way into his dreams, and thrust him into consciousness. He took off into the skies, and flew for three nights, and three days. He passed over veneror peak, and stopped atop its temple, feeling the stones shift under his weight. He passed over each court, searching, and hoping that perhaps somewhere, the tug would become a pull, and he would find what he was missing.
He finds it…
It was on the fourth night, as he had finally given up hope, flying over Novus’ seas to a new land once more, that it struck him. A force so strong, it was as if his legs had been shackled in golden chains, and reeled in by the force of 10 000 men. He circled back towards the continent, eyes narrowed at the distant shore. The sound of the waves grew louder, deafening even, as he approached. The spray brought up the smell of salt and brine.
He emerged,
Only his shadow visible from behind the spray, until he soars through it, finally perching in front of the man who stands on the cliffs. Rocks tumble into the sea as he plants himself there, sending water high into the air.
“You”
The words come out as a deep rasp, after decades of not using that serpentine tongue.
“You are what I’ve been looking for”
@Vercingtorix sees a large dragon land and breathe just inches from him.
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