Year 1869
Leather and fur made contact with the wetness and icy surface of the snow, as feet sunk into it. Uninterrupted wind kept on blowing chilly and unforgiving, punishing rocks and living things alike and chastising the few beings who dared to make a path of that snow. The sky was still bright and clear, but it would not be for long. The night had the ugly habit of falling much earlier than it should over that abandoned region.
Feet kept on moving, and enormous paws and claws did so as well. Human feet accompanied by huge reptilian paws armed with five elongated toes ending in the sharpest claws in the world, leaving behind the most particular trail of footprints in the deep snow.
The only human of that group stopped walking suddenly, when several structures came into view at a distance. Buildings made hard to see by the wind that carried the existing snowflakes about. There was a sharp breath intake from the figure who wore a heavy coat of grey fur to try and block away the cold, face hidden by the furry hood. The pair of icy white dragons by the person’s sides stopped as well, their long necks turning as they stared down at the figure. White and grey scales made for a silvery look under the brightness of light, the slender limbs making for the image of both fierce and fast creatures despite their gigantic size.
- Are you absolutely sure this is the place? - the human asked, her feminine voice a bit weak and soft sounding - This is where you found me?
“Yes, this is the place.” Answered one of the dragons in its deep resounding voice, the one to her left. Dragons’ voices always thrummed in her chest, but it ceased to be uncomfortable long ago. “I am still not sure if bringing you at this time is the right call, however.”
- I’m old enough already. - she answered stubbornly, resuming her walk - I’m not a child anymore, please stop treating me as one.
“But you are a child.” The other dragon said, its voice sounding somehow younger than the other. Both creatures resumed their walking as well. “Fourteen years is a short time even for a human life, you are still very much a child. When I found you, you were small enough to miss and step on.”
- I’m glad you did not step on me, Reizei, but I’m not that kid no more. The two of you said you would bring me to know my birthplace; we are not turning back now.
Following their path towards the visible structures ahead, the girl felt as if her heart was being gripped on by something so fierce it would murder her. Her entire life she had been told stories, made up stories about how Reizei stumbled upon her on a deserted snowy path and felt sorry for her. Made up stories about how no one knew anything about the family she had before the dragons, anything about her people or where she was born.
She did not want to leave the southern lands, those warm plains that would bloom with the most beautiful flowers in the spring, those plains where she could run free. She did not want to leave that kingdom where she spent the last few years of her life, the lively villagers selling their fresh vegetables on the street or the grumpy built-up men in armors marching around the city. The blood-red flags with the crest of the royal family hanging from buildings, the mighty bird statues, the beautiful walls of the castle. But most of all, she did not want to leave her precious friend behind, the very first human being who decided to be kind to her after the dragons took her to the south lands.
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Fanfiction[SCANDAL fanfiction] Four girls so different that no one would guess their paths were destined to cross. Four girls that no one would guess could make a difference. Will they survive or perish when the dangers of the world decide to fall upon them...
