Yndeirth's laugh seemed to follow me. From Crimson's conversation with the witch and vampire, I knew they were in Iowa heading to Illinois. My best guess was: I was close to the witch's cabin. <I picked up a lot about each person with the amount of visions I had about them. Crimson's two companions were in many of my recent visions.>
The forest was thick and could easily hide a rainbow if needed. From the looks of it, I was heading in the right way. 1. I could hear the distant dragon that was torturing my sister. 2. I could see the smoke of the burning cabin.
Within the time that I observed this, I could feel my pursuer's presence and smell the smoke. In seconds I would be dead.
I felt the heat build up in Yndeirth's brother, or sister's, throat. The heat emitting from the dragon alone was enough to burn my flesh. I just kept running. I had been revived for maybe ten minutes and I would soon be dead once more. Meeting God twice in one day would be some story to tell.
I turned and saw the beast. It was maybe 100ft from me. I stood there and tried to concentrate. I had no weapon.
The dragon was now maybe 45ft away. Why was it not blasting me? I grabbed a stick. Things took an interesting turn from there.
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Bats, Cats, and Broken Wings
FantasíaHarper just died. But the task ahead of her is even worse than death. Accompanied by Percilla, an angelic corgi, the two try to find Harper's sister. Crimson knows the world is going to end in 10 days, but without her sister she's lost. The two si...
