Wings Of Fire The Flames In The Dark

Chapter 8 (Dusk)

        Dusk gasped, did Crimson's hand just... Go through the wall?

"Surprised? You should be, this entry way was animus magicked a bit ago so only certain dragons can enter if their names and species are written on a list. It took us quite a while to come up with all this." She explained. "Grab Grove's hand and you can come in."

Dusk looked at Grove as he grabbed her arm gently then folded his wings in, diving through the mirage wall, along with Dusk. She gasped, when she flew through, a strange chill, crawled down her spine, only to vanish within seconds as she crashed onto a red silk carpet. "Whoa..." She sighed, standing up. She twisted around, taking it all in. She looked at the entry way only to find that it was grey and transparent on this side.

"I added a part to the spell so that when you at it from the inside, you can still slightly see the outside." Crimson explained. "I brought this carpet from a market by the Sky Kingdom, pretty cool, huh?" Dusk then gasped, as she gazed at the silkwing who shyly poked their head out from around the corner. "Hi...?" He whispered. Dusk waved, practically in shock at the sight of the place. To the left was a winding table that was connected to the walls, but still had an inside where dragons could stand and twist around. There was scroll slots, carved into the wall behind.

To the right, was a low table, with pillows scattered all around it and pieces of torn scroll with inkwells on the top of the table. Lanterns alight with fire hung from the ceiling, which was dome shaped. then it all narrowed down into a small hallway which Dusk figured led to some rooms.

"This... Is, amazing!" Dusk yelled, plopping down on one of the pillows on the floor. Crimson rolled her eyes, "there's more you know." she said, walking past her into the hallway. "Hey, Grove." She whispered. "Who was that silkwing?" The mudwing flicked his tail toward the hallway. "Oh, you mean Greyworm?" He asked, "He's one of though's silkwing family's that crossed over to Pyrrhia, you know?" Dusk nodded, her mother had told her how some silkwings and leafwings where beginning to cross over, Greyworm must have been a silkwing who was born here.

"Hey, Greyworm." Dusk said, smiling at the silkwing. His scales were a dull teal with flares of bright oranges and deep reds, there was also some cool greys here and their. "Yes?" He asked startled, he had decided to sit across from her, on his own pillow. "Who else is apart of this group?" She asked. Greyworm nodded. "Well... There's the rainwing... Macaw.... And the sandwing Kalahari... Oh! And a nightwing named Timidwhisper, hes nice to me, Kalahari says I'm to shy to get my own friends and somehow lucked into this group." He told her. Dusk frowned, poor Greyworm.

"Hey guys," Crimson said. "Wheres Catfish?"