![]() Then they had dragged him up here to the cold. Verte favored his queen to succeed of course, until something above him crumbled and a piece of the palace the size of a kodo fell on him. Arcane light flashed as fire consumed forests of vines and rain extinguished the flames, frozen solid by spellwork only for the ice to burst as moonlight and sunlight beamed and burned away magic. He got to the antechamber and caught only a glimpse of the heathen druid lord and his queen in combat, and the Well between them churning and twisting. At first he thought it was an attack by the druids again, but when the earth split open and lava spewed out from the fissures, only to be flashed solid by roaring ocean waters, he knew it was something worse, something far, far worse. All were rushing to the Queen’s aid at the shores of the Well of Eternity, and he was nearly there when he saw the first cracks in the palace. He was resting against one of the palace’s ramparts, waiting for the next call to go out for defenses, when the alarm gongs echoed throughout the gilded halls, shaking the stone and metal beneath their feet fiercely. This was a real home, his real home, with a mom who loved him and brothers and sisters and a family that would stand by him through thick and thin. He didn't have to run and hide from danger and be alone any longer. This wasn't some cold hole in the rocks where he had to sit in the dark and starve out of sight of everyone else or be mistreated. This place felt like it was supposed to be his home because it was his home. And one day a thought hit him and he couldn't help but smile. This place felt warm and safe, like the place he was meant to live the whole time. Sometimes he thought about his home in the mountain and his mom and his flock, but he found as time passed he wanted to go back less and less and he was sure they wanted him back just as much. He didn't want to leave the seven red dragons she called her children, nor the little green and red serpent he befriended day one, nor the lush gardens he could run around in and wonderful food and loving dragon caretaker. Twist didn't want to leave Rallis and her home. It was another monster that looked nothing like him, and although the sight of something unfamiliar scared him, the blue beast looked at him with worry and kindness, something he wasn't used to, and it made him feel safer immediately.Ī few days turned into a few weeks, and that turned into a few months. Details came into view and whatever had just saved him was like nothing he had ever seen before. The blue blob then cooed softly and bent down next to him. They howled in pain and sped off, vanishing into the distance. A blue blob had joined the fray, hissing and roaring as it smacked his attackers. He poked his head out just a bit to watch as best as he could. The black blurs' whinnies of cruel excitement quickly turned into ones of fear as something ran over. He couldn't bear to watch what would happen next, not that he could anyway. He whined and covered his face with his wings. The three black blurs surrounded him, towering overhead. So a tree root was to be his undoing? He would have lamented if he had the luxury. A dark blur appeared beneath his feet and tripped him, faceplanting him in the dirt. ![]()
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