Then it lightened. Instead of the inky blackness, it was a dark gray about her. Her eyes peered, searching for color. And she saw it. Looking up (how did she know she was looking up?) she saw a bright light illuminating a face. All she could see was his face, the top of his shoulders, and his hands as they clutched the edge of what must be a cliff. His eyes peered through the same gloom, searching just like hers. But she could put no name to the face, the face blurred and tinged with shadows.
And then she began to fall. Fall downwards, down into the darker depths of the unknown. A wind blew hard against her body, forcing her to fall ever faster into the frightening darkness below.
She cried out two the two simple words, �Help me!� She knew it would not help stop her descent, but she tried anyway. Despair and panic clawed at her mind, knowing the unspoken doom that lay ahead of her. She extended her hands above her head, as if to catch the stranger�s hands, but to no avail. And her fear grew as he slowly grew smaller, and smaller.
She noticed that his hands were held out also, as if he were trying the same thing as she. His eyes, the only part of him she could see clearly now, were bright blue and shining with fury. The blue was truly the only color in this dead place. And somehow her mind still could think of the beauty she saw before her. She could see his mouth yelling, but the wind cruelly snatched his words away from her. Their outstretched hands grew farther apart�
Falling�
Faster�
Swifter�
And then Darkness was again all she could see.
She sat up in bed; her hands clutching her head as she tried desperately to see through the darkness of her room, a scream coming off her lips.
Our bishel dragon has come from Bishen Realm, no stealy!
Images for this dragon home were made by me,
do not use unless you ask.
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