𝓒𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓪

𝖘𝖎𝖊𝖝𝖙ī𝖓𝖊 (𝖘𝖎𝖝𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓)

Fire. Voices. I lift my head up. Over the rocks. My Goodness! I see fire. I see those metal creatures. The fire doesn't look normal. It's tainted green. I see the metal creatures breaking wood. Breaking rocks. There's this bird like creature on a cliff. Green glowing eyes. Purple fur. Black wings. Bigger than Aden. 

"We need to find the sword." A voice says.

I turn. I see a man. Ugly. Red hair. Red armor that's sharp with spikes. I anchor my head forward. He's looking for the sword. Why? Why is that sword so special? It must be a kingly weapon. I bite my lip.

"Master, the forbidden forest runs deep." The bird creature says.

"How can you be so useless?" The man growls. 

 "Master!" The bird creature shreaks.

"We'll turn this forest inside out." He says.

"Master, there's something else." The bird creature says.

What else? I tilt my head and my ears. 

"Go on." The man growls.

"There have been rumors that an unusual creature spends its days roaming the forest." The bird creature says.

"What type of creature?" He asks.

"A goat like creature." The bird creature says.

That's me! I draw forward. Are they looking for me as well? Why am I so special? I am the only one here. So... does that count? I'll never understand a man. I then feel something grab me. I turn in a startle. Garret puts his finger to my lips.

"Shh..." He says.

I nod. He takes my hand.

"We should go." He whispers quietly.