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It went dark for a moment, but then Aziraphale opened his eyes. Did he..pass out? What happened? He sat up, and didn't recognize where he was. Wasn't he just at the antichrist's birthday party? The angel stood up and looked around the room he was in, which looked like what I can only describe as a fancy little cabin. There was a bedroom, a small kitchen, (not modern, of course) even a library! Aziraphale could get used to this if he gets stuck here.
"Where..am I?" The angels asks himself. When upon looking around this place, he notices a lot of windows around the walls, but a particular small door in what seems to be in front of where he once woke up. He's suspicious of it, maybe there's hell remaining outside of this small door. Did he miss the war? Did the world end? No, it couldn't have. Although, he did have the robes for it, he looked like a proper angel.
He slowly, but surely opened the small door, and was surprised to see what he found outside of it. It was beautiful nature. Aziraphale always adored mother nature for what she created, and the things she can create, he remembers a conversation he had with her while discussing poisonous plants.
"So why did you create all these wonderful things, only for them to be deadly? They look as bright as day." Aziraphale asked. "Oh, my dear sweet child, that's the point. These humans, they'll eat anything that looks pretty, they need to learn the principle that not everything you see is what it really is. Like for example, a pretty Mountain Laurel. You see, those pink ones?"
Aziraphale nodded. "Now, if a human were to let's say, eat one, their mouth and lips and throat will burn throughout their body. It's a slow death, unfortunately. But do you see what I mean? Even the prettiest of flowers, can be the deadliest. I hope these humans realize that, otherwise we're all doomed." Mother nature laughed, and the angel nervously chuckled.
Yea, that was the last time Aziraphale asked about plants and flowers with Mother Nature. Back to the present time, Aziraphale was well..dazed. He was confused, but he felt a strange sense of security without knowing why. He could see the top of trees, and the beautiful blue sky. He took a step forward to look over the small door to see how high up he was.
"Oh great heavens, that's high up." He looked away for a second, but then looked back, to see a rather large dragon sleeping on the ground. If it were to sit up, Aziraphale bets that its head would be exact height to where he was. That was a scary thought, though he had to do something.
"Umm..Excuse me! Great beast of this forest?" He tried calling out, but the dragon did not hear. "Er, Great Beast? Mr. Dragon? Awaken, I require your assistance!" He did a few more times, and eventually the dragon starting to wake. "Rrrr..agggh." Is the noise that the dragon made, that Aziraphale thought was a low growl, for waking it up in the middle of its nap.
But really, it was just a big yawn. The dragon stretched its black back, and red stomach, quite like a cat actually. Then, the dragon looked up to see a tiny man in a tower. "Was that you, yelling about? tiny man in the tower?" Aziraphale was shocked. "O-Oh! You can speak! Yes, that was me, Great Beast of this forest. I say, can you tell me where I am?"
The dragon then sat up, and as Aziraphale bet, the beast's head was exact height of the small door he was through. The angel took a step back, he was a little afraid. The dragon looked around the tower,
behind him, and then back at the tiny man in the small door. "I'm not sure..I just woke up here myself." "Right..well."
The Great Beast stared at Aziraphale, and put his snout slightly into the tiny door, just so he could see the tiny man. "Aziraphale..is that you?" Aziraphale was too scared to realize it, but.. "I do not know how you know me, but if you move any closer, I-I will have take..extreme measures." The dragon blinked. "Aziraphale, it's me." "I d-do not know who you are."
Aziraphale was too stunned, or too scared to comprehend what was really going on. I guess an angel does have their fears, huh?
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