Wanderlust

The New World: Htrea

She opened her eyes.
She looked at her sides, flowers next to her. Trees above her, the smell of something new. Her short brown hair was messed up in different directions, which annoyed her. She sat up.

This didn't look like earth. It looked new. It made her think; where was she exactly? This place loomed as if Earth had started all over again, but more magical. She stood and decided to walk around. Everything was quite until....

A branch broke. She cringed. She pulled her socks up higher in case of insect infections,and pulled her skirt down. Why was she in clothes like these? She needed some pants. She heard footsteps behind her. She turned and....

Her world turned dark.

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She was in a white room. It looked as if she was in a mental hospital, she was sure she wasn't here before. A man with black hair entered the room.

"You're finally up. Speak."

She tried to opened her mouth and say something,only thing was....she couldn't speak. Not a single noise came out from her. Her vision was a bit blury as well.

"I see. My name is Omare Hall. I will be examining you. If your wondering where you are, this is Htrea. You'll be let out of here until further notice. Here, its food. Eat up. Your gonna need the energy." Omare adviced.

The worst part was. She didn't know who she was. Or her family. She held her hand up, and it had a cross on it. She raised an eyebrow and laid on the bed.

She looked up at the white ceiling wondering quite a few things. The more she thought about it, the more she remembered. She believed she could remember. It was killing her brain just forcing herself to think about it.

Could she really trust Omare? She looked at the food across the room. She slowly got up from her bed and headed towards the food cart. She chomped on some weird looking food but hey she was willing to eat anything. It didn't really matter to her anyways, just as long as she was healthy.

Then it came up to her. Her name.
Willow Wanderlust Dragonite.

Pretty catchy if you'd ask her. She liked it. She still wasn't sure if it came from her imagination or if it was her actual name, but hey at least she has one now. She drank on a weird green drink until she was satisfied with the food she had eaten and the drink she drank halfway up.

She rubbed her small belly and laid back on the tiny white bed. She studied her surroundings, she realized she couldn't really speak or mouth words Omare did. She only understood what he said.

By then, she knew she was completely useless. It was taunting her in her mind, but she ignored it. She couldn't say anything that made sense back anyways. It wasn't worth getting angry at. Now she was looking at the mirror across her. She had orange eyes and dark short brown hair. The one weird thing about her appearance was....

the dragon scales on her cheek.