In the center of the clearing runs a small stream, the waters just as unusual as the plant life. The water is blood red, and moves through its fated path slower than usual water. You bend down to get a better look at the strange stream when you hear a sound at the edge of the clearing. You turn and find yourself facing a short woman, flowers in her hair, bright clothes adorning her. She holds a small flute in her hands, her hands holding onto it lovingly.
�Hello, and welcome to the Red Clearing,� she says sweetly. She seems to be almost opposite of the clearing� �Would you like to see the dragon who lives with me?� You nod your head and she puts the flute to her lips. She plays a small melody, and it seems the music is just like the color red. You hear another rustle in the trees, and you find yourself looking at a blood glasswing dragon, his eyes dark. |