Well isn't that some shit. Right in front of me was a portal, completed and operating. It seemed the trick was ensuring that there wasn't any crying obsidian in it, contrary to what the rumors said.
"Well you coming?"
Mado asked me the question, breaking my train of thought. I answered, trying to seem unfazed.
"Yeah, sure."
I carefully placed my hand into the portal, it's iridescent purple swirled about as my hand vanished into it. Taking a deep breath, I stepped into the portal.
For a moment or two I was in a cold darkness, then light surrounded me.
I stepped out of the portal and into what must be the Overworld. Everything around me was foreign, from the ground to the colors I was seeing.
"It's nice isn't it?"
I jumped at the sound of Mado's voice. The tone of my response didn't disguise my wonder.
"Nice... Yeah, that's a word for it."
"Would you like me to show you around?"
I nodded, and we set off.
YOU ARE READING
Flames and Legacy
FantasyA story for Pyre, my OC. The title doesn't make sense when I think about it, but oh well.
