> It had been a few days, at least three since one of your dragons turned on you, beginning a form of chaos this forest had not seen in thousands of sweeps. An ash filled wasteland now stands in its place.
> Literally six feet underground, you are trapped. How you’ve managed to survive this long is a mystery, but it has something to do with a plucky little dragon thats been following you in your dream bubble adventures. You think you’ll name him Dreammallow cause his white eyes reminds you of marshmallows .
> In the dream bubble, you patiently wait for your friend Klashe to rescue you.
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> You ask Dreammallow, only to be met with the same eerie silence he’s been giving you since you two met.
> You make contact with Klashe for the second time, hoping she at least is close by.
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DF: >>–> It’s not going well, I can’t seem to find your body…
DF: >>–> I’ll probabry have to use one of my powers.
DF: >>–> Give me one second. i WILL find you.
>You take a deep breath as you close the chat window that popped up inside your glasses and close your eyes pulling forth your seer powers. You pull your mind back into the vision you’d had a few days and when you open your eyes again, a ghostly fire is burning up ghost trees. roars echo in your head, and the thunderous beating of leather wings like drum rhythms were almost deafening, but you walked through the image, happenings repeating themselves around you as you use your minds eye to traverse the forest until you found his old tree hive.
> You find out what happened and you get out the shovel from your fetch modus to start digging where you now knew he was buried, worry and panic sharpening your mind as you tried to dig as fast as you could. Four feet down, you start calling for him, not wanting to hurt him with your shovel.
“>>–> Terzai?!” You ask as you drop the shovel and switch to using your hands, fingernails grapsing at the soil and scraping it aside.
> You notice the dragon perk up, thinking that to be a sign that Klashe was close.
> In the real world while she was digging up your body it had appeared to be stiff as a board and as cold as ice. Other than that, you seemed to be perfectly preserved minus the wounds you have sustained during the attack. The small dragon was wrapped around your body and seemed to have been what was keeping you alive the entire time through some weird ability it has.
> Once Klashe had completely dug you out, the dragon uncoils from you releasing you from the deep slumber. You let out a long yawn and tried to stretch before immediately twitching to the pain of his wounds.
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