Chapter Twenty-Six:
Insomnia
I sat there for hours waiting for Isha to magically appear, my heart refused to believe what my head knew.
She was gone...they all were.
I crawled over to where Asper sat lifeless in his mourning pain. I sat with him and he reached out his arms. I embraced his hug.
We sat like that, holding each other for a long time.
Something in the tunnel started glowing, a small bobbing glowing orb swayed towards us.
I didn't even stand up when the footsteps started. I didn't care what it was. I just hoped maybe I'll see Isha again in a few minutes. I guess Asper felt the same. He didn't move either.
I closed my eyes.
A massive wet surface licked my face. two glowing yellow eyes watched me in the darkness and he licked me again.
"Diago?" I asked as His scales lit with blue fire.
"How are you here?" Asper choked out.
Diago looked around the cave confused. He tried talking to me but all I understood was rumbling dragon talk.
"Will?" I asked into the intercom but no one answered
"Can you get us out of here?" I asked him, and he tilted his head.
Asper stood "maybe they're okay whatever happened maybe they just were plopped somewhere else like Diago was. They could be alive, lost but alive."
"Somehow Diago got here but the burrows don't intertwine; they go from one place to another. the thing is that the intercoms don't seem to work for them so we have to get out and get to them to see if something happened outside." Diago led us out sniffing out the trail we made. something sparkled in the distance.
"The pennant," I said. But it started moving around. Footsteps came from the dark. I drew my sword and Diago started growling.
Foreigners.
The stranger walked into Diago's light; he would be very tall if he didn't hunch. His clothes dragged on the floor; he was much too skinny for them to fit. A large necklace hung from his boney neck. He held a staff-like thing with what looked like snakes coiled around it. Like the medical sign on an ambulance. He had a thick beard with twigs in it that matched his hair. His eyes reminded me of a caged animal. They were a strange shade of amber that glowed against the flames.
He smiled at us, showing very yellow, very dirty teeth. He jingled his hand. clutched in his long grimy fingers was the pendent he held it by the pendent, not the chain and he was fine. Well as fine as a crazy person in a burrow can look.
I remembered the mural of the dragon who wore it. She put her enemy army to sleep with it with one look and this hobo was carelessly holding it unaffected.
"Lost something?" His voice was almost magical. It was of a young man but belonged to an old grimy hobo. it didn't add up. My hand rested on my sword ready to draw.
"I threw it" I answered
"I know," he said, his smile getting bigger, "I saw right after your dragons vanished in that big smoke puff."
I drew it "what did you do to them!"
He put his hands up to surrender the pendant dangling from its chain.
"Nothing bad" his eyes flashed between us "there with your friends I can help you find them you know, ever wonder how this overgrown reptile got in?"
Diago lunged for the man with lightning speed the man sidestepped and sent Diago barling into the darkness.
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