As another fell and the night came, the storms rushed to the lands and laid across the plains — to strike one area and now elsewhere, a dragon who fell and another who rose. To appear no matter the way, a destiny that retched to the land a curse that was unknown to all, and especially them, who was continually called to the primordial dreamscape. The thunder retched across the sky, it's crackle heard across the land as it struck the ground and left the remnants of scorching.. But there was something else left as well.
What was left standing was a blue wolf, in the midst of the night she opened for a golden gaze to look and see only unfamiliarity. The north, the ocean, everything that she knew was not here, and that there was only the vast plains with it's tall grass that laid for miles, and miles. The clouds continued to swirl in a gloom, and she raised her head to see nothing but this sky that soon rained down to her fur. She barely was able to gather herself being being drowned into it's downpour, as lone wolf narrowed her eyes.
Veodonus didn't know how she came here — but unlike many her memories remained firm. She knew who she was and where she came from "but where am I?" so the dragonhearted muttered, lost in this vast world of unfamiliarity, and no knowledge how she arrived so. To remember the beginning, and the end, but the middle was absent. A void in memory that led her confused, for family and friends seem to remain absent, and any of the Clan she knew.
She sat within the burn grown, hours passing and a standstill motion, without another word for a long, long time.
What was left standing was a blue wolf, in the midst of the night she opened for a golden gaze to look and see only unfamiliarity. The north, the ocean, everything that she knew was not here, and that there was only the vast plains with it's tall grass that laid for miles, and miles. The clouds continued to swirl in a gloom, and she raised her head to see nothing but this sky that soon rained down to her fur. She barely was able to gather herself being being drowned into it's downpour, as lone wolf narrowed her eyes.
Veodonus didn't know how she came here — but unlike many her memories remained firm. She knew who she was and where she came from "but where am I?" so the dragonhearted muttered, lost in this vast world of unfamiliarity, and no knowledge how she arrived so. To remember the beginning, and the end, but the middle was absent. A void in memory that led her confused, for family and friends seem to remain absent, and any of the Clan she knew.
She sat within the burn grown, hours passing and a standstill motion, without another word for a long, long time.
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