Star Light, Star Bright
It had been many hours since they had started flying, spurred on by an instinct to protect the source of energy that gave them life. Soaring through the starry night sky for such a length of time without rest was tiring, but Safi continued to press forward towards the anomaly they had felt in their essence. The Everstream - the life that fueled all monsters in the New and Old worlds, could be likened to a tumultuous ocean. Certain creatures would hold more weight, with greater depths to their well of water, granting them vast powers. Others had much, much shallower shoals. And yet, like any body of water, it would encompass all areas it was allotted, existing in every shred of life it touched. And yet, there managed to be an area that it avoided. A tear- a slit that the energy refused to touch, outlining the void it surrounded instead. A hole that Safi felt rip through their essence like a fresh wound, awakening them from sound sleep and spurring them forth to investigate. They couldn’t see the hole that the Everstream encompassed, but they could feel they were getting closer to the threshold. As they grew near they could feel suction, tugging them ever closer to the rift. But by the time they realized the suction was too strong to divert course, they were rocketing straight towards the tear- And suddenly they were through. A vicious cold coursed through the young dragon, seizing their muscles and collapsing their wings. The Everstream, the very energy their entire existence was created from, was suddenly fleeing, wisping off of them in licks of blue flame. They plummeted while wreathed in this volatile essence, a sapphire comet streaking through the starry sky and towards the base of a mountain tall enough to scratch the heavens. Safi could feel the Everstream’s energy evaporating off of them, but could not yet feel the slow thrumm of magic that took its place. It wasn’t long before they struck down into the rocky earth with a cacophonous boom, the final wisps of Everstream energy flickering out in the scorched earth. They would emanate a small whine as they began to shift, slowly coming back to their senses and shifting their battered limbs. An unfamiliar being in unfamiliar territory. @aurelion-solstice
