Here, I can see in the dark and I'm on all fours. I have claws and a long neck and a tail and wings. Argh - ROOOAAAAAARRR ???????????????????
What is happening to me? HELP!
Druid's maze 2018, Druid's maze ...
I was waiting for my friends at the dra...
A small bird came to scratch to dig its nest in a crevice in the stone.
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The gravel fell and rolled away, causing small stones to fall and roll away, which in turn caused a gravel advance that slid and uncovered a dragon's head.
The sun's rays rocked the head and an eye finally opened. A huge yawn followed and the head raised its neck and one leg was freed, followed by another and finally a dragon body with 5 heads, 4 of which were still sleeping a very, very long hibernatory sleep.
GRAAAAAAAH shouted Kraa. Pff what did I sleep! Eh everything is collapsed here. There's no more way in or out...
Ah, the little hole.
"Thank you little bird!"
FREE, FREE, FREE, FREE and the light was on!
AHHH; WAAAAHHH, URRRGHHHHHH, NAAAAAN, made the other heads annoyed by Kraa's work which forced them to wake up.
One left the hole and our long descent took place.
Ehh, we would not be better with our bodies, the???
No, Tiamat said, we save more this way. Eat first!
Author's note: very slowly the point of view is going to switch to Tiamat.
My protégés were with me but we wondered if our children were okay and how long we had slept.
The landscape looked wild, too wild for my taste.
I vaguely remembered Marc, Kraa, Karrrine and Oriharukon and our children, well theirs but we were one now.
All that didn't make sense anymore. Everything was turning in my head... Or my only head. The others having disappeared, I still had the vague idea of my human past too and of Blue and...the blonde who loved me very much. No, she had white hair, the huntress yes...ARMA a dragon. And little Galrauch and Cyan her little one. Poor thing, she had a little human daughter and a super nice human husband and when Cyan had her first period. PAF, she turned into a blue dragon. Superb little one, cute and very nice like her mother. They were devastated... but they were happy I think. But it's been so long ago. Fortunately they don't age ... They must still be alive...
I can't wait to see them all again.
So we walked down the mountain.
The air was strangely pure and soft. The sky was clear and we entered a lush forest.
a river was flowing down the mountain.
What a calm, what a serene place.
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There was still snow in the dark parts of the forest, winter had not yet said its last word.
We were dying of thirst and even if one head could eat for the others, we all drank at the same time.
Ahhh, how refreshing!
Then we heard hoofs in the grass and therefore prey.
My Hud went on and I spotted deer drunk from the fermented young shoots...the natural alcohol made them euphoric and had a certain flavor.
CLAP CLAP CLAP, in a few steps he was captured and swallowed in one piece.
Marc and the others protested: Hey, let's empty them first and cook them! It's heavy for an alarm clock. We should go to a bakery and have a mega cake made!
No, a barbecue, or a gratin.
Me (Tiamat): Stop that! Instead of thinking about our stomachs, don't you find anything weird?
Marc and the others: NO?????
We decided to go on our way, but a lot of the buildings that were supposed to be on our way were no longer there and the roads had disappeared, as if they were upside down,
I scratched the ground and under a thick layer of dirt and blackened stones, asphalt falling in lumps and dust was the only trace of the road having existed.
Weird, weird.
GROWL.
Oh, no, eat again!
Roots and wild vegetables that had spent the winter were found and eaten.
Then we came across a small path and finally we saw a campfire in the distance.
We accelerated the pace and I finally entered a dark clearing and a very small man was cooking fish caught upstream.
"Grock, it's you," asked the little bearded man. "
He had a suit of armor and an axe beside him and a small horse tied to a fir tree.
Grock, he was washing in the river and maybe fishing for one or the other fish.
They had pointed ears and were dressed oddly.
Crack made a twig under my paw and the dwarf turned around: Oh no, he woke up! It's the end of the world and he started to run, the other one too. We left them their pony but we ate their fish.
Then we continued our journey.
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And we came across this!
An official building, a former parliament building. completely in ruins. trees and plants having regained the upper hand.
