Chapter 5

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My mind flies, who are these dragons? Who am I? Do I know these dragons? What's going on why can I not remember anything? Should I remember anything? What happened? I feel like my life is on the brink, I feel like I have lived a life, but I forget everything. I don't understand what is going on. My head throbs, the pain is almost unbearable.

"Are you okay?" the question hits me like a freight train, a skinny looking, tall dragon whose scales are a mixture of sea-greens asks me.

"You are ... Bucket." The answer pops into my head from earlier when I woke up on the ocean floor.

"Yes, so you remember that have you remember anything else?" he asks hopefully.

"No." I say bluntly. I blink up at the new dragon sitting next to Bucket, He is much more muscular about two times as big as me. He is a deep blue colour with green splashes on the end of his tail, and he has a gorgeous smile, (why do I like smiles so much?)

"Who are you?" I manage to squeeze out.

"My name is Typhoon; I am a sea-wing and Bucket here is one of my many friends." He smiles and squeezes Bucket with his wings. Bucket shakes him off with an annoyed look.

"Okay, tell me, why am I here?" I say, I need answers I need them now, so I have to be firm.

"Not sure, we should probably get a name for you first." Typhoon states, "How about Grigio, no wait sorry, you're too pretty for that." He flashes a handsome smile and keeps thinking, "How about, hmm, oh I got one, Banshee?" He place a talon on his horn thoughtfully and decides that it sounds like a good name.

"Okay, sure." I say extremely unconvincingly, so they get the picture I don't like it. "Hopefully, I remember my name soon anyway."

"Yes, me too." Bucket adds in curiosity. "I do have an idea though that we could use."

"I am listening." I look intently into his deep blue eyes. I feel as if I am in a swimming pool searching for an answer inside of him.

"How about Glimmer, when I found you floating in the ocean; I saw a small Glimmer and it turned out to be a dragon! Who would have thought?" He says, hoping I will like it.

"Much better," I smile back at him and look over at Typhoon who has a look of distaste written all over his face. "Mine was okay, wasn't it?" he asked insecurely.

"Yes, it was fine, perhaps I will remember my name before tomorrow anyways, I am tried, and I feel dizzy." I say as my heads start spinning vigorously again. Typhoon grabs me just before I fall on my head, "Thankkksssssssss." I slur.

"You welcome, Glimmer." He smiles.

I spiral through my thoughts until a land in a room, filled with plants, and a silver dragon is sitting on the floor talking. The room has beads and jewels glittering in all sorts of patterns. The small dragon keeps on yammering. While my head orbits and body throbs, my heart beats with vigor and the talons are clenched. I feel like I am spinning in a constant circle, I sweat and my dreams blur my eyes. I hear a distant voice calling through my head, Shimmer. The voice whispers at me there you are! My body freezes, I cannot move, my head is glued, my gaze is blurry a bigger silver dragon stands in front of me. I cannot see them properly their eyes glint and everything feels familiar.

"Glimmer, Glimmer, GLIMMER!" a feel somebody shaking me awake. "There you are, are you okay? You were shaking around in your sleep." A concerned face looks into my eyes.

"Shimmer." I whisper, "That is my name, Shimmer." Relief floods my eyes, I remembered something. Maybe I will figure out what home was, did I even have a home?

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