Y/N gets more than she bargained for when getting to know the mystery creature that's been living in her shop silently for the past few years. She never would've imagined the sort of adventure he would lead her to, nor did she expected to be close w...
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'What is this place?' I wondered, walking along a cobblestone road in my pajamas with bare feet, feeling out of place as I looked around a very old looking city, but it wasn't like any city I've ever been to before. There were small buildings and big buildings, all made of either brick or stone. Some had flat roofs, others dark shingles, or fairytale-like towers. I walked along a narrow river on a dark street lit only by small flames encased in dark, metal street lamps. The sky above is painted a deep maroon, fading into darker shades that would inevitably turn pitch-black and shine with twinkling stars.
Even now, I could see them start to sparkle amongst the clouds, looking like a swirling nebula of reds, or like the sky was set ablaze, burning with eternal fire filled with shimmering sparks. Things were quiet, eerily so, and there was not a soul out with me. As beautiful as this place seemed, something about it kept me on edge. This had to be a dream. It felt too strange to be real. Fog rolled off the river like steam from a boiling pot, creeping along the path I stand on and hiding the murkiness of the water. I can feel it drawing me closer. I inched towards the river cautiously, kneeling closer before reaching my hand out to dip the ends of my fingers only to feel a sharp tug on my wrist before it could create a ripple. I hissed at the faint burning sensation tingling at the tips of my fingers and stepped back before looking around, but no one was there, so who pulled me back? I gulped, holding my shaking wrist and waving my hand until the sting subsided.
'That was strange.' It was almost like an invisible string had latched onto me, forcing me away before I could do something stupid like touch a river full of burning water, but how was I supposed to know? The river looked calm to me, not bubbling or rushing fast. It was tranquil and alluring. Anyone would've assumed it was normal, but I see now that it isn't. The string tugs again, this time taking control of my legs and guiding me down the path. Peering down alleyways, I find labyrinthine twists and turns, so I was glad to only be heading straight. Otherwise, I would fear getting lost in this place, not that I knew where I was going in the first place.
Crow-like caws draw my attention skyward to a flock of large birds gliding across the darkening sky. I cannot make out their features since they are so far up, appearing as shadows amongst the wispy, dark clouds. Their silhouettes looked close to storks, but I doubt that is what they are. They land on the rails of sturdy rope bridges connecting the tops of some buildings. There are many bridges like them strewn up around the seemingly abandoned city, some made of metal, others of stone. They arched above the river too, creating walkways to the other side, allowing room for a small boat to get through.
