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08-31-2015, 02:11 PM
Finally, I could get some time to think and stretch my wings on my own. This Helovia was a strange place, with those that questioned and stared at me as though I carried a personal plague. Perhaps I did, and I simply wasn't aware. Perhaps it was the dragon's blood that pulsed within my veins, sending a natural-born fear into the hearts of others. I had managed to find a friendly Helovian or two, but I still needed to get away to wrap my head around the fact that no one familiar was around anymore. I was thrown haphazardly into a new land while others were left behind, while Urd was destroyed. What did this mean for me? Why was I brought to this land aside from fighting the Great Bear to death? Surely that was my new purpose, to prevent the infection of the Rift and protect Helovian's inhabitants from suffering through similiar fates that our so called 'gods' had put us through?
As I soared throughout the heavens, exploring Helovia from above, a fog began to hide the world from view. As the fog cleared away, a crowd was beginning to form in a clearing of greenery that towerred high above. The land was actually quite beautiful, an inquistive wonder of worlds much like the scarlet land I had been thrown upon. Carefully I landed where none would interfere with my wings, the glow of my scales and horns brightening with my curiosity. Folding my massive, leathery wings by my sides, I stared at the others that had gathered centrally around a lilac mare. Whispers of a 'moon goddess' where tossed about, and I stepped forward with interest.
This time around, I recognized a few faces from the battle of the bear god along with a cluster of fresh strangers. Eagerly, I searched through the crowd in meager hopes of finding someone I knew. Perhaps there was a small chance I could find someone that I knew before Helovia.
As I soared throughout the heavens, exploring Helovia from above, a fog began to hide the world from view. As the fog cleared away, a crowd was beginning to form in a clearing of greenery that towerred high above. The land was actually quite beautiful, an inquistive wonder of worlds much like the scarlet land I had been thrown upon. Carefully I landed where none would interfere with my wings, the glow of my scales and horns brightening with my curiosity. Folding my massive, leathery wings by my sides, I stared at the others that had gathered centrally around a lilac mare. Whispers of a 'moon goddess' where tossed about, and I stepped forward with interest.
This time around, I recognized a few faces from the battle of the bear god along with a cluster of fresh strangers. Eagerly, I searched through the crowd in meager hopes of finding someone I knew. Perhaps there was a small chance I could find someone that I knew before Helovia.
